I miss love

I miss love
I miss listening to a love song and thinking about someone
I miss making playlist for someone
I miss planning date plan
I miss trying to find the perfect gift, the perfect fit
I miss being so comfortable with someone, so vulnerable
I miss driving and having a hand gently caressing the back of my head or let her hand pass between the weights of my beard
I miss being in a car at 2 am in the middle of nowhere just me and her talking until the sunrise
I miss finding all the best possible spot for you and me to watch the sundown
I miss calling someone just to tell her how was my day
I miss the Saeed in love
He's so passionate, so full of burning feeling
I miss having enough inspiration to fill an entire notebook with love poem and love song
I miss the feeling of You know, when you feel like you are floating, flying, and not like a butterfly but like a pterodactyl
Being so free, so ready for anything
Ready to go to war for her,
To be her gladiator, her maximus, at my maximum
I miss taking my time, taking her hand,
Make fun of every person that we see in the restaurant,
Making up them life and imitate their voices
Making up a new world