Missing You I miss having you by my side I miss your blonde hair I miss your blue eyes I miss the aroma of you The smell of clear skies The idea of being safe The feeling of well being They all seem to have Sprouted legs And walked right out of my head What I now have left Is scare and small And compared to you, Mean nothing at all I miss your laugh I miss your smile I miss the way you wanted To walk down the isle I miss the way you think I miss the way you speak I miss the way you grin With your teeth I miss your soccer playing feet Your tricky little hands with a lacrosse stick I miss the way You would hold your breath for the whole lap at swim practice Just to prove me wrong You had the confidence you needed But you were not conceited You were a Smart Kind Beautiful soul And that That is what I miss most