Tuesday, October 18, 2011

(Untitled)

I couldn’t tell you if you asked
What I miss the most when you’re not here
It could be the smell of you after a long day
The softness of your hair beneath my hand
Or even the depth I see in your brown eyes
Each and every one of these things
I hold dear to me when you’re gone.
It’s the familiar that I miss the most
Of having you physically present
Just near enough to me so that I feel complete
Feel safe and like the world is right.
Each and every thing I fell in love with about you
I miss more and more each time you’re gone
This bond between us is deep and substantial
It’s almost surreal how wonderful it is
I can’t believe I’m so blessed to have you
And you can’t understand the depth my love for you
How much I miss you when you’re not here
And how much I truly do need you
As a part of my life.

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