Why Am I Missing You
As the wind blows
it reminds me of you,
how you would gently touch my skin.
Walking around, thinking of you,
don't know where to begin.
It's getting late
have not heard from you,
why am I missing you?
My heart breaks with each
day that passes by, because I
don't understand.
It doesn't make sense to me
had plans to become as one,
so why did you leave.
As the wind blows
it reminds me of you,
why am I missing you.
Copyright © Charmaine Pennon | Year Posted 2006
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