Training

I miss the times I can stare at you during training. I miss the times when you pull my bra strap to snap me. I miss the times when I'm so exhausted I sat down and you bite my head. I miss the times you make angry faces to me while I walk forward to wrap you with my sweaty arms. I miss the times you give me pressure while training(even tho its stressful, I miss it.) I miss the times, you hand me your orangy drink and boast about how nice it is. I miss you being here with me. I miss you. Everything's motionless, the world isn't right without your presence here.....

I can imagine coach and you single-ing. Damn. I miss you..