I miss dangling my short legs over his long legs when we sat in a movie theatre (for some odd reason, that habit started on our 2nd date and never stopped). I miss crying in his arms when I was upset/frustrated/angry about something. I miss him holding my face because he loved looking at the smile in my eyes. I miss him pulling me down onto his lap to just sit and cuddle. I miss falling asleep with him, hand in hand. I miss gently touching him to wake him up when he was snoring so that hed roll onto his side.~Janine on Widows Voice
Posted on: Wed, 22 Jan 2014 20:00:01 +0000