By Wandering in C flat
Date: 11 December 2000
I miss you
Sitting here, quiet, missing you.
Couldn't sleep this night.
So i sit here now
to stare into the dark
remembering.
Your favorite perfume
comes to me strongest,
followed by this memory
of your lips,
how they felt
the last time we kissed.
I can feel the moisture
from the tear I wiped
from your upturned eye.
I reach up now to
mingle the memory
with the reality of mine.
I miss you.
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