I miss seeing your face,
Experiencing the whimsical annoyance!
It brings me down to tears,
My soul, she sears.
I miss your perfect nose,
And how your skin glows.
I miss us two.
Running past everything, through and through.
Ignoring what others say,
Lying on the same fray.
I miss running my fingers past your hair,
It gets messy?! I don’t care!
I miss the listening to you talk,
Enjoying your symphony, as we mutually gawk.
Spending nights,
Recreating petty fights,
Weren’t those fun sights?
I miss you standing next to me,
Crushing my hand, sigh, just you and me.
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