nobody else - day 21 / blogmas

they asked me what drug i take and i say none but the moment they ask me what i crave i tell them that i miss his touch and thats what i crave and that i miss his lips and thats what i crave. I yearn to hear his voice again, to tell me things that no one else hears, i yearn to hear him ask me, what is on my mind.  He used to ask me before but all i could muster up for an answer was "nothing" even though he was all that was on my mind. He was the only one who knew me, not just the external fake smiles.  He knew me deeper than that, he knew how my mind worked and how i felt everytime i broke. 
For that i am eternally grateful because nobody else could give me that.