I'm really going to miss  the way I used to feel at home in your room. The way there are little bits of you made me feel like I was inside your head. Your blinds made my eyes fuzzy and my vision swam over your skin and how I loved the way the light shadows danced on your wall. I remember the first time we were lying on your bed and kissed. I love waking up next to you, sitting on your chair with you, lying on your bed and watching you get dressed or sit in your chair, but I especially love your room when I'm in it and I know that even though you're not right there right now, I can be sure that you'll come back to me.