I miss the feeling
you know the one
the one with “I love you”
on the tip of my tongue.

I miss the feeling
of magic in their eyes
clearing away my clouds
in the darkest of skies.

I miss the feeling
of first kiss fantasies
and hopeless pining
for their body next to me.

I miss the feeling
of optimism in the air
of holding hands at taco stands
of living with all but one care.