It’s the little things

It’s the little things.

Like when you would hold my hand.

Or kiss my forehead.

Or hug me from behind.

The good morning texts.

The good night texts.

The I love you texts.

The I miss you texts.

I miss caressing that beard.

Or running my hands through your hair.

Or gently scratching your back.

You holding me on the couch.

Cuddling on that bean bag.

Your kisses.

The way you used to look at me.

The feeling between us that was just unexplainable.

It’s the little things.

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