I miss him

😥 I miss the days when he needed his arms around me  where he’d play his games but an arm right under me I was who he needed to be by and we had to touch he had to feel me. I miss him hugging me from behind while I’m cooking or washing dishes just to kiss me on the cheek dance with me in the kitchen singing country love songs to me. I miss that his hand had to brush a body part when he walked by. I miss that he couldn’t be in the same room with me without wanting to rip my clothes off. I miss sleeping in the same bed. I miss when he loved me. I’m not dumb I know he’s in love with someone else he doesn’t love me I see it I feel it he makes it very obvious….. I’m laying here writing in my diary and he’s in the restroom on his phone if it was just his game he could lay next to me and play but it’s more it has to be. Goodnight world idk how we got here but I miss when I was his favorite song.