Missing

I lay here awake dosing off but not really. Something's missing, better yet someone. She should be next to me. I miss the way her body seems to curl perfectly into mine. I miss the way she holds my hand while I'm holding her. I miss the way her touch calms my soul. I miss the faint smell of her perfume under my nose. I miss her soft skin pressed next to mine. I miss the way her mere presence seems to stop time. I'm missing my love lying next to me...
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