damn my heart

I wish I didn't miss her. But I do... I miss driving alongside her in the car, resting my had on hers. I miss wrapping my arms around her when she came home from work, or waiting naked in our bed for her to come find me. I miss holding her at night, sleeping in her arms and waking up by her side. I miss making love to her, that deep, incredible connection we shared that was unbelievably intense. I miss the little things, talking and laughing with her, going to the cinema with her and sitting holding her hand throughout the film. I miss dating her, touching hands and locking eyes over dinner. I miss going away with her, traveling, sitting on the beach or lying side by side by the pool. I miss the little romantic gestures, the flowers, the starbux frappaccinos that she'd bring home for me, just the little things that would make me know she'd been thinking about me when we were apart. I miss HER. And I hate feeling like this. Will it last? I don't know. Right now I feel like I just want to run to her and be with her. I'm so, so torn. I don't want to go back to her because of the way things were, yet my heart cries out for her all the same.