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.
