I miss you . I miss the way your head rested in my hand while I drive . Never placing without a kiss on my palm . The way you looked at me when you caught me staring at you . I miss hearing your voice . the way we laughed . The late nights . It came over me ina wave . It sucks . But not this time . Not this place . Maybe somewhere else far far away . it’s just a flood of memories . I closed the book. But I haven’t put it on the shelf yet . Ily .