i think of him still

it feels so good to love and be loved.

to be thought about with a smile...

to be someone somebody looks forward to see at the end of the day.

to be the cause of someone's laughter.

to be someone's reason for that silly smile on their face.

to be one-half of that couple laughing unabashedly.

to be told how lucky he is to have you in his life, and to feel as lucky to have him.

i miss long walks, bike rides, running in the rain.

i miss the spontaneity of our interactions, the crazy talk and laughter.

i miss coffee, sitting by the river peace, being quiet.

i miss baseball nights, talking shit while playing darts, pool or cards.

i miss everything. i miss my bestfriend and our little family made up of an angel of a little girl, full of mischief, a cat, and two dogs.

i miss it. i won't lie. i miss it terribly.

i miss being his dream angel...

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