Thinking back on happier times
I think of the things that are you
I miss them

I miss the way you dance around
Not caring who can see

I miss our late nights in the fields
The moon shining out your eyes
Reflecting off your skin

I miss the way your laugh hits my ears
Giggling at your own jokes

I miss that scent of your hair
Just below my nose in a hug
Nearly every hug

I miss being with you daily
Just enjoying the time

I think back on all these things
I miss what used to be
I miss your everything