I miss falling asleep in your arms. You holding me when I cay. I miss the way you use to touch my face and make me shiver. I miss how you use to keep me worm and held me when i cried. I loved it when you would wipe my tears away and whipper in my ear how you will never let me go. How you would do anything to keep me safe and how you would hold me every night. But the truth is that my mom tore us apart and it will never be the same again. Because when I go to bed at night I cry because you are not there. I cant go to certain places with out seeing the memories of us and how happy we use to be. I wish that I could tell you how I fell, have your arms around me, feel you one last time, and fall asleep in your arms. My life would be fulfilled.