I Miss You
As fleeting
As the heart that's beating
Is a thought of what may never be
Constantly caught up in a perfect reverie
The path is seemingly blocked by naivety
Hoping to overcome these issues
Running out of tissues
I miss you
Copyright © Shannon Fletcher | Year Posted 2009
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