You taught me how to miss

It's funny how I thought I'd never miss
The touch of a hand holding mine
The feeling of knowing someone is waiting for me, just around the corner.
The smell that lingers in my nose after one long hug.

It's funny how I thought I'd never get to know those things...
But that was all I thought before I met you.

Now I know
The sinking feeling as you walk the other way,
The feeling of my too small hand gripping yours...
Hopeing that you don't let go.
The sound of your heart beating as my head rests agianst your chest.
The smell of you...as it lingers on my jacket that was trapped in your arms.

But now I know all too well the feeling of

Missing you,
Just you.