I miss how you used to kiss me like my lips were air, and you were dying to breathe.
I missed how you used to look at me like I was the entire galaxy laid before you on that white feather bed.
I miss how you would gather me up in your arms and try to pull me in closer, no matter how close we were.
I miss how you would shiver slightly when I ran my lips along your neck.
But most of all, I miss your sleepy voice beside me in bed in the early hours of the morning, whispering those three words that you knew I longed to hear.

Fuck the distance, fuck all the bullshit you put me through, I still need you here.

(via virgini-tease)