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I still miss you
(
idea
)
by
Cosmic Cat
Mon Dec 25 2000 at 1:25:30
Every night
as the sun goes down
The sky turns a pink, and
caramel
The office lights turn off and the
Christmas
lights turn on
The icicle lights and brightly lit
snowmen
The sky gets darker and I know I am one night closer to
sleeping next to you
.
Every night as the sun goes down
I look outside the window into the dark
I can see the
airplane
s flickering in the sky and headlights speeding about
I can see everyone hurrying to see their
significant others
The sky gets darker and I know
I am hurrying home to an empty bed
.
Every night as the sun goes down
My heart misses your soft twinkling
My ears miss your
deep voice
and my nose misses your subtle scent
My mind tells me you are near in thoughts and it's temporary
The sky gets darker and I know that tomorrow I will
miss
you more.
I miss
the way you smile at me
and how peaceful you look when you sleep
I miss the way you brush my hair and how tenderly you
kiss
my lips.
A day seems like two and a week seems like a month
I know I will see you soon and hear your voice sooner, but
I still miss you
.
printable version
chaos
I miss you, damn you for being so damn amazing
He makes me feel alone just by being there
her lips on mine
Home Again Without You
I don't remember all that much
So long
What do you remember?
Significant Others
think of me now
I still miss you, now and then. You'll never know.
Christmas
Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
An introduction to my inside selves as they say goodbye
tear'y eyed smiles
You wouldn't know it, but I think you're achingly beautiful
deep fried pizza
caramel
Red River Valley
Let's just be friends
Denial
I miss you
miss
Kiss
Airplane
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