It's Ok to miss those things.
Yearning is natural, but its a starving feeling that can be filled...but it depends on who fills that yearning appetite of affection. It's not wrong to miss the feeling even if you don't miss the person.
I hope this open letter confession helps those who have these same thoughts about those emotions and motions from someone who gave them these things but can't have them again.
I miss my hand being kissed in the same way my lips would be kissed
I miss a hand at the small of my back for another form of contact
I miss how the back of a hand would caress the side of my face
I miss being twirled around in public like we were the only ones that existed.
I miss how the arms wrapped around me from the back to keep me safe and secure
I miss saying "I just wanted to be in your arms"
I miss the plans for the future
I miss talking until my throat was sore but never stopped me from talking
I miss wanting to be wanted
I miss the way your eyes would look at me
I miss the morning conversations
I miss the late-night drives
I miss how I was the last name on your lips and heart before you went to bed
I miss the nicknames you came up with for me
I miss the songs you and I played together in the car
I miss being able to be a part of your decisions
I miss the way you wanted me to show off my outfits for you
I miss the way I shared my plans to you
I miss how you said you wanted me
I miss the house planning for our first home together
I miss the way you held me tight in the morning
I miss the way you listened to my stories
I miss the devotions you said to me
I miss the way I showed you how I loved you
I miss the phone calls every night about how our day went
I miss the shopping we did together
I miss those long goodbyes
I miss how you held my hand
I miss the way you would open my door for me and say "Mademoiselle"
I miss how you would buy something for me I didn't expect
I miss the coffee dates
I miss the things we talked about wanting together
I miss how you wanted to learn about me
I miss how you took care of me when I was sick
I miss the way we toasted on movie nights
I miss the intimacy of those kisses
I miss the way you hugged me when I got to see you
I miss the games we played
I miss the pictures we took together
I miss what you remembered about me
I miss the way I made you laugh with one of my jokes.
I miss the way I could by myself around you.
I miss packing the boxes of items for our home together.
I miss the talk of marriage
I miss the way you touched me
I miss my face being held in your hands.
I miss your noises
I miss the marks on my neck from you.
I miss the stories we could tell others about us
I don't miss the way you criticized me.
I don't miss the last day we had.
I don't miss the hurt you put me through
I don't miss the way you betrayed me
I don't miss how I don't miss you.
It's enough to not miss you.
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Exactly... when the pain outweighs the pleasure... let them go. Better is on the way always <3