I miss the kicks in my stomach, the inability to know what it is in there, or who it is under my skin...
The feeling you have when it all is over, and the childs voice is the only thing people is able hear, screaming out in panic in the quiet room.
For once in your life you're happy that the scream finaly came.
From now on, you only got one thing in mind...
It was a long time ago now.