those..eyes.

Him. He looked at me with those eyes. Those eyes that made me fall in love all over again , Those deep brown , comforting pools. His reassuring voice , filled with softness and what felt like care. His gentle touch,so soft yet so firm , loving it when he holds me close. Him telling me we'll talk later , and all I want to do is kiss him. I want him to hold me , tell me everything's alright , I want him to take me back to his office where I lay on his lap through the day light.. I miss him , even though he just left. I miss his touch And I miss his breath.