It's amazing how each day that passes,
I realize you're missing,
Missing from me.
It's astounding how each second that flies,
I actually come to terms,
With the reality,
Of you missing,
From me.
My mind is filled with so many words,
My heart with so much love,
My body alone misses,
The mere presence of you...
Yet you are missing,
Missing from me.
-SRD14
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