Do you miss me,
the way we touched,
do you miss the laughter,
or do you miss the morning after?
Do you miss me,
the way we kissed,
that our lips fit together,
do you miss the attention,
walking down the street,
do you miss the love so sweet?
Do you miss me,
and the adventure,
do you miss the tenderness,
or the smell of us in the air,
do you miss the passion,
the intensity like no other?
Do you miss me,
do you miss the long talks,
or the long walks,
along rivers of color,
deep reds and blues,
do you miss the things
I loved about you?
Do you miss me?