i miss you and i've never spent the night with you... 

I miss the way you would hold me...  The way your lips would caress my neck all night long. 

The way your voice would whisper all sweet nothings in my ear.  And i wreck my brain trying to figure out what it is that you would say... 

i miss what the warmth of your body would feel like when pressed against my own... the soft sensation of your arms wrapped around my small body.  Fitting perfectly the way we would lay... if we layed together all night long.

I miss waking up in the middle of the night to what my eyes would probably never get used to seing, in ways i would probably never get used to being... undressed and aching to feel you inside of me again... (wondering if that's the way that it would happen anyway).

i miss the things you haven't done.  i miss you the way i haven't felt yet.  I miss you when my phone doesnt' ring and when i go hours without seing you.  I miss you when you're close to me but i know you're gonna leave.

i dont' even know you... i haven't been with you.  but i miss you.

i miss you like i've known you all my life, but haven't seen you in years.  waking up every hour of the night, looking, searching, wondering why you're not here... with me.

and my heart aches when i don't see you, or hear from you, or late at night when i'm alone.  and it aches when i tell you to leave, or stay away, or dont' answer my phone. 

and then i miss you some more...