I miss you.

It was that feeling of waking up next to someone. Someone who you have just realised you're crazy in love with.
My hair was warm.
I rolled over, expecting to see you laying in your nook next to me, one hand tangled in my tresses.
Instead - there was only sun.
Sun slicing through the curtains and falling gently on my long blonde mane.
I tucked my hair under my pillow.
I didn't want to remember that you would never lay there again.