Distance
I miss your easy laughter over something silly I said
I miss that look in your eyes that used to meet mine
Willingly.
I miss your gentle arm around me from behind,
Your voice from beside my ear, just because
I miss you needing me to touch you, just in passing
Unhurried strokes across your shoulders
I miss you even more now,
Desperately, painfully
I miss you every waking moment,
Each second that keeps me from holding you
Freely
In my dreams
I miss you,
Excruciatingly
I crave you...
And you're sitting right next to me.
Copyright © Amy Megquier | Year Posted 2016
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