I Miss . . . My wake up call.
I Miss . . . Walking with a spring in my step.
I Miss . . . Walking on air.
I Miss . . . Your call and hearing your voice.
I Miss . . . You telling me you miss me.
I Miss . . . Being held from near or far.
I Miss . . . You lifting me up and taking me to my isle.
I Miss . . . Soaring high over the clouds, looking down on the earth.
I Miss . . . Just being held.
I Miss . . . My head on your shoulder.
I Miss . . . Looking into your eyes.
I Miss . . . That glowing feeling.
I Miss . . . Being Happy.
I Miss . . . Smiling.
I Miss . . . Giggling.
I Miss . . . Our fantasies.
I Miss . . . Turning to you as you turned to me.
I Miss . . . My heart beat.
I Miss . . . My Mr. Strong.
I Miss . . . Paul.
I Miss . . . You calling me by my pet name.
I Miss . . . You begging me to stay another 10 minutes.
I Miss . . . Thursdays especially.
I Miss . . . Having dry eyes.
I Miss . . . Feeling on top of the world.
I Miss . . . Those `miss you nights` they`re all too real.
I Miss . . . You telling me you would hold me forever.
I Miss . . . You telling me you would never let me go.
I Miss . . . You telling me, you went to sleep thinking of me.
I Miss . . . You telling me you woke thinking of me.
I Miss . . . Your friendship.
I Miss . . . My sanity.
I Miss . . . Knowing you love me.
I Miss . . . You telling me just how much.
I Miss . . . Breathing without feeling I am suffocating.
