Another night when I miss you so

I'm thinking about him every night before I got to sleep, and he's the first thing popped in my mind when I awake in the morning. I just miss him so much. A lot. So bad. I want to kiss him, hold him tight and just laying in bed, cuddling up. I want his lips on mine, I wanna look into his eyes and see myself in there, hands in hands and knowing he will never ever let me go and we're gonna make it works somehow.
How I wish I could kiss him goodnight!
Anyway, it's the old pic of us. It's taken a year ago. And that is so sad. Ironic.