Missing You
My lips were chapped this week,I think they miss yours.
My back was aching,
I think it wanted your comforting hands.
My ears were ringing,
I think they miss hearing your voice.
My eyes started watering- tearing up,
They miss seeing your face.
My mind couldn't sleep all nights,
It missed you lulling it to sleep with a goodnight text ("xo").
My hands are lonely,
They have nothing to hold.
I'm so very cold,
Without you beside me.
(That's what I mean when I say: "I miss you.")
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