I Miss...

I miss long nights meandering in conversation until early
I miss being silly with someone who meant the world to me
I miss sticking my tongue out to someone older than five
I miss crying with someone else until the tears ran dry

I miss the way the monitor lit your face
I miss the way eveything in your room was out of place
I miss waking up early to talk, my alarm going off at four
I miss every morning, seeing what I was fighting for

I miss your voice, the quirky way you speak
I miss the way it would go high pitched when you would freak
I miss the playful feigned offense
I miss lowering my defense

I miss being excited all day to tell you something fun
I miss adjusting my webcam settings for the rising sun
I miss the little postcards with the doodles that you drew
If you missed the point, I'm trying to say I miss you