I miss(ed).

i miss tracing your back with my fingers
when i didn't care if I hurry or linger.
i miss you holding me fast
and at that time we were happy at last.
i miss the way you touched my skin
and didn't care about my every sin.
i miss your eyes staring into mine
when i didn't notice rain, darkness or sunshine.
i miss the illusion i created in my head
now everything seems cold and dead
in a world that is no wonderland
but a realistic heavy slap of a hand.
i needed something more from you
now i'm left with sadness, all skies are blue.
you were afraid to give me everything i need
or was i very very wrong indeed.
fuck the rest and let's get high.
leave me here in peace to die.

V.