Rain is falling.

I miss the smell of your skin,

I miss the touch of your hair,

I miss your silly little smirk,

I miss it when you make me laugh,

I miss being in your arms.

I MISS YOU.

Each time I move on and be happy with my own life,

You happen to pop up again and make my life miserable.

Well, that wouldn't be such a bad thing after all,

I like being miserable when you're there. (: