Its been two days.
One and three quarters really, give or take an hour.
I miss you.
Not so hard I could die, but I miss coming home to you.
I miss your opinion and the way it compliments everything.
I miss your dreams and your longing to be productive.
I miss your smile and your laugh.
Most of all, I miss your warmth and the way you fit so neatly into the hole in who I am right now.
I'm doing just fine on my own, but I am chilly in a way only you can warm.
I am lost in a way only you ever found.
I am totally yours, and your not here.
I just miss you,
thats all