…so I miss you
across continents, I
miss you
hear your voice on phone
in another city, I
miss you
hear your voice in the room
next door,
and still so far away so I
miss you
across our dinner table, I
miss you
hear your voice in my ear
on the sofa next to me, I
miss you
because still far away
when you wrap me tightly
in your warmth
I am
still missing you
my love, because
you are not here
But where
would you rather
be? While I
am missing you and
with whom? Every
time you look
through me
that part of me
ceases to exist
and
I miss you
but
one day
soon, there’ll be
no parts left
of me to
miss you