They can see your eyes as you
look at her picture,
They sparkle with the mixture of
unknown emotions,
A part of you misses her,
Her smile,
Her goofiness,
But a different part of you is unsure
of how to feel,
Or how to feel it,
Because on some nights,
You just lay in bed,
Eyes firmly closed as you unsuccessfully
try to sleep,
Your mind invaded by thoughts of her,
You dream about her on some nights,
And you spend most hours,
Just thinking and fantasizing about her,
You miss her,
And as much as you hate to admit it,
You still yearn for her,
Because a part of your body actually
enjoyed her presence,
One of your hands enjoyed the feel
of her skin,
One of your eyes sparkled when
you looked at her,
Leaving you aching due to her
unplanned absence,
You still think about her,
And on some days,
You wonder,
How things would've been if you
were still with her,
But your worlds were different,
And you had already drifted apart,
Even before you realised that you
had lost her,
You don't want to admit it,
But you miss her very much.S.B.D7
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