Missing you

God I miss the sound of your voice
The way that you sing while working away
God I miss your beautiful scent
To me it says come and play
God I miss the way that you laugh
The sound of joy delights me every day
God I miss our banter
It's the way that we play
God I miss how you organise me
The frustration you feel what more can I say
God I miss when you turn  smile
Your eyes speak more than words can say
God I miss you for you