When youre gone i miss you so much that it hurts something deep within my soul. Every time I think of you, I find myself smiling without reason. You have become the quiet rhythm to my days and the brightest spark in my nights. When the world feels heavy, your presence lifts me effortlessly, and when life is kind, sharing it with you makes it even sweeter. I find myself reveling in the little details more than anything. Your laughter, your voice when you say my name, the warmth in your eyes when you’re near. These pieces of you stay with me even when you’re away, and they remind me how lucky I am to love you. I love touching the tips of our tongues together and the stupid fuckin laugh, that ridiculous, beautiful laugh after we do so. I love the playful tenderness you carry within your soul, like the quiet brilliance of our three squeeze rule, how even in your silence, your love speaks more powerfully than words. Something so small, so simple, yet it carries the weight of eternity. It shows to be the most beautiful of all. Every breath of mine finds its echo in you, and every silence is softened by the thought of your name. Your love is so soft, so soft it makes me want to cry profoundly. I have never seen such a love as i have felt from you. I could not love you as one loves fleeting things, I love you as the sea loves the shore: endlessly, faithfully, with tides that always return. My heart leans toward you in every moment. My god, Eros, my god. You are not merely in my life; you are woven into the fabric of who I am. Your presence has become the steady current beneath my days, the calm that carries me, the light that reminds me I am never truly alone. I feel as though the entire world is oblivious to the true meaning of love because they cannot be apart of what we are. I bet the sole reason you kiss me is to make me cry.