5 days to a month.
I miss kissing you.
I miss you in my bed.
I miss being with you.
I miss breathing you in.
I miss you holding me.
I miss you kissing my back.
I miss waking up next to you.
I miss talking to you in the car.
I miss how you look at me.
I miss hearing you laugh.
I miss you to the pits of my stomach.
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