Scribblings from the past IV

I miss your every touch,
every feel,
your smile,
your pranks
your hug, all warm and loving
assuring me that you'll love me till your last breath,

The things that you hate,
the things that you love,
the way you are,
and the way you try to be,
all to make me feel happy,

But you need to know
I love you for what you are,
good or bad,
not for what you are not,
and not for what your trying to be.

I simply love love you
for everything you are.