I Miss

I MISS YOU THE MOST WHEN
THE SUN COMES UP
AND I LOOK TO MY LEFT AND THERE'S
AN EMPTY SPACE WHERE YOU SHOULD BE
WITH MY HAND ON YOUR CHEST

SOMETIMES I MISS HOW
WE WOULD SHOWER TOGETHER
AND LAY UP ALL DAY
SOMETIMES I MISS HIM
THE WAY THAT CREASE CUT PERFECTLY
IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS CHIN
AND HOW HIS SMILE WOULD SHINE SO BRIGHT

I MISS YOU THE MOST WHEN
IM GETTING READY FOR WORK
AND JUST AS I'M ABOUT TO WALK OUT THE DOOR
I TURN AROUND
BUT YOU'RE NOT THERE TO KISS

SOMETIMES I MISS THE WAY
HE WOULD LAY ON ME
HOW HE WOULD WRAP HIS SELF AROUND ME
LIKE HE WAS AFRAID I WOULD LEAVE

MAYBE I MISS HAVING SOMEONE THERE
SOMEONE TO CONSTANTLY TEXT
AVAILABLE FOR LATE NIGHT TALKS
NIGHTS OUT OR CHILL EVENINGS IN

I DON'T MISS THE CONSTANT BICKERING
OR THE JEALOUSY THAT TOUCHED EVERYTHING
THE DISCUSSIONS THAT FEATURED AND STARRED HIM

NO, I'M PRETTY SURE I JUST MISS
HAVING SOMEONE