When you laid beside me, talking to me.

I miss you.

When you held me in your arms that night I cried.

I miss you.

When you heard my words and granted my wishes.

I miss you.

When you’ve loved me when I barely loved myself.

I miss you.

When you cloaked me with your comfort when I was shaken with fear.

I miss you.

When you showed her to me to let me know she was alright.

I miss you.

When you filled my veins with your liquid love.

I miss you.

Your love is enough for me.
Your mercy inexhaustible.
I am in love with you.

I miss you, not because you’ve abandoned me but because I have forgotten to feel your presence.
I have forgotten to feel your love and mercy.
I have forgotten to love you.
And so, I miss you,
Jesus Christ.