It has been weeks,
or maybe months;
feels like years.
Afflicted by your
missing presence...
I no longer sleep in
the bed we once laid on.
I no longer listen to
the songs we used to dance to.
I no longer walk down the streets
where we walked hand in hand.
My broken heart,
needing to be mended,
which only you
can repair.
Night after night, I sleep,
restlessly, hoping to never wake.
Hoping to be with you again.
I miss you.
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