I miss you.

I miss how

you'd smile at me from afar

without any hesitation.

I miss your hugs;

I miss how you'd

hold my hand

and stroke your thumb

along mine.

I miss how

you'd wipe my tears away

and tell me

"Everything's going to be

okay."

But you and I know

deep inside,

it's not.

I just,

I just miss you.