I miss her.

Its been almost a week since she left.
Time really seems to go pretty fast.
Blink of an eye, one week had passed.
I certainly hope the next 4.5 months will fly by.
Felt as if a part of me was missing since the 19th July.

I miss the waking up in the morning beside her.
I miss stroking her face in the early morning.
I miss watching her sleep like a baby.
I miss preparing pancakes for breakfast for her.
I miss chasing her out of the house with the activation of security alarm.
I miss walking the streets, holding her hands.
I miss the singing in the car.
I miss her reading the maps while I drive.
I miss buying groceries with her.
I miss taking photos with her.
I miss seeing the sights with her.
I miss her feeding me grapes.
I miss her company.
I miss watching tv with her on my lap.
I miss cuddling her tight in my arms.
I miss looking at her face before I sleep.
And most of all, I miss her.