I miss your little smirk when I would accidentaly wake you up when we were cuddling.

I miss your tired eyes when you would look at me late at night,and pull me closer so we could sleep together.

I miss your heartbeat next to mine.

I miss holding your hand and kissing it randomly,and you smiling and kissing me on the cheek.

Most of all, I miss your love.

And you don’t miss me at all.

My broken heart (via against-the-sin