I fell for him because after the first night we had sex he held me and our bodies fit perfectly together.
I loved him because I could tell him anything about myself without fear of judgment.
When he smiled it warmed my whole body not just my heart.
For a short period of time he made me feel pretty and as though I was wanted.
I miss those eyes, how one look could make me blush inside from head to toe.
I miss the feeling of his lips against mine, the way he'd moan and become excited when I licked or sucked his bottom lip.
I miss his touch, his voice, the way he'd blush or become flustered with his words.
I miss him.