I. Miss. You.

I miss your young slim height and your energetic walk. Miss your sunny smile and quirky humour.

I miss your kindliness and weird enthusiasms. Miss your pithy conversations and spot-on observations.

I miss your warmth, your support, your admiration. Your respect. Your love.

I (never thought I’d) miss (anyone as I do) you. I never thought I’d miss you as you were sitting here beside me. But I do.