Sacrifice

I miss your smile.
I miss the strength in your hands, the comfort of your arms, the smooth crevices in your upper back.
I miss kissing those sweet succulent lips, gazing into your beautiful hazel blue eyes.
I miss you when you hold me and nuzzled your face in my neck.
I miss making breakfast together and reading stories before bed.
I miss bike rides and sangria.
I miss taking late walks to the beach or playing board games.
I miss watching a movie in your arms.
I miss waking up to see you so peacefully sleeping.
I miss cooking for you, doing your laundry.
I miss holding your hands.
I miss you telling me you love me.
I miss the love you once gave me--and then took away.
You filled my heart with warmth, love and care.
Then you ripped it out with your cold bare hands.
You sacrificed me.
You lied to me.
How could you do this?