Dear Hinata,

I miss you.

I miss your smile and how it could always brighten my mood.

I miss your hair. You didn't even have scented shampoo, yet it always had its own distinct scent.

I miss your eyes. There was something about them that made them different from the rest of our family's. They were beautiful with that hint of purple, so soft and understanding.

I miss your cooking. Anything you touched turned into something delicious.

I miss your hugs. I knew they always meant someone cared about me.

I miss your kisses. You were always soft and gentle kissing my lips, my cheeks and my whiskers.

I miss making love with you. Whether it was as slow and sensual like our first time or fast a rough because we craved each other. Every time we were done, I knew I could only be with you.

I miss cuddling with you, after sex or just because we could. I have no problem admitting it.

I miss our wedding. We were both so happy. We smiled the entire night.

I miss how excited we were when we found out you were pregnant. I remember I picked you up and spun around.

I miss how happy you were when Neji was born.

I don't miss giving you that mission.

I don't miss being anxious while you were gone.

I don't miss when you returned to the village, more dead than alive.

I don't miss waiting in the hospital.

I don't miss when we had to bury you.

I don't miss explaining to our three year old son why he would never see his mother again.

I miss not being able to hold your hand anymore.

Forever yours,

Naruto

P.S. I wouldn't be missing you for much longer.