All Over Again
 
I miss the sound of your heartbeat
I miss the smell of your skin,
And when I remember your kisses
I miss you all over again…
 
I miss the sound of your laughter
I miss the way that you grinned,
And when I remember you smiling,
I miss you all over again…
 
I miss the way that you whispered
I miss the hand of my friend
And when I remember your touches
I miss you all over again…
 
I miss the days of the summer
I miss the way we were then
And when I remember the fireflies
I miss you all over again…
 

Sharon Frye
© 2009