The Way I Miss You

The way I miss you is painful.
The feeling crashes down on me as I take a moment to breathe.
It hits me hard when the weather reflects the way I feel
In the dusty corners of my heart.
I miss you when I walk along the empty corridors,
And when I’m drowning in deadlines.
Sometimes I miss you like the lost puppy searching for home,
Sometimes like the hungry drunk on the pavement.
I miss you when I smile, and a little less when I cry.
When I gaze up at the sky,
Or stare at the ripples in a puddle, I miss you.
The emptiness encompasses me when I’m wind-struck in solitude or company.
You’re missing in the wake of pain filled scars.
When I gaze at infinite beauty it grips me.
It seizes me midway through it all.
The way I miss you is a lifelong sentence.

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