I Miss You, Friend

I miss you like a shaded flower misses the sun.

I miss the sound of your voice.

I miss the the sound your voice makes when you end a sentence, the sound it makes at the end of your laugh. It is like you’re singing in my ear.

I miss your insight. The highlights of my week are the times I spend talking to you.

You can’t have a positive without a negative. That’s why you appreciate something good when it happens. A conversation with you is so fulfilling. The void that is left after it’s over is the reminder of how much the conversation meant.

I look forward to talking with you again. I look forward to how it will feel. I look forward to the positive that will ultimately make me miss you again.