I'm going to just come out and say it. I miss you. I really do I miss you. I don't miss your crazy ways or your moodiness. I don't miss your bouts of anger and vindictiveness. I don't miss your logic or thought process. I don't miss our conversations or your taste in anything. Come to think of it the only I really miss is your body and our incredible sex life. I miss how our bodies just seemed made for each other and how well we were able to connect sexually. Our sexual chemistry I guess is what I miss about you.
I miss you answering your door naked or with just a towel on whenever I came over. I miss holding your naked body against me. I miss looking at you walk around naked and getting you naked. I always enjoyed stripping your clothes off of you and it was amazing to have you do the same to me. I miss the way you would unbuckle my belt and zip down my pants (I never knew how sexy of a sound that could be) I miss your take charge attitude sexually. I miss you modeling high heels for me naked and always being honest with how horny you felt and your sexual expression.