Insignificant.

I miss

sleepless nights,
and summer rain.

waking up,
and feeling no shame.

warm embraces,
and that loving touch.

opening doors,
that were never even shut.

talking to the stars,
about all my fears.

and knowing that they would listen,
disregarding the tears.

mindless thoughts,
and thoughtless notions.

not understanding pain,
or simple emotions.

springtime flowers,
and the smell of the earth.

the sunrise setting on your eyes,
taking away all the hurt.

breaking rules,
and having fun.

knowing what it means,
to be so young.

deep-rooted families,
and stable homes.

being unaware,
that these are long gone.

subtle actions,
and beautiful smiles.

driving to nowhere,
and overpassing the miles.

brand new days,
not knowing what they would bring.

long hot showers,
and sitting in swings.

You.