My Best Friend

I miss my best friend more than anything. I miss being able to talk to him and him talking back and giving me his opinion. I miss him just sitting there and looking at me. I miss being home with kids and hearing him walk thru the door from work. I miss being able to ask him if I can go and buy something just for me. I miss having close cuddles. I miss all his kisses. I miss the sound of his voice. I miss the kids faces everytime they see their dad. I miss his smell. I miss his wisdom and his sense of humour. I miss eating with him. I miss him enjoying what I've cooked for him. I miss going for swims with him. I miss being a family. I miss showing him off to everyone. I miss buying him clothes that I like, knowing that he'll like them too. I miss waking him up in the middle of the night. I miss his smile. I miss his kind and caring heart. I miss going places with him. I miss him introducing me to his friends and family. I miss his stories and dreams. I miss being able to plan our life together. I miss being able to raise our kids together. I wish my husband was here to be with me. I miss my best friend.