A Shoulder To Cry(Poetry)

I miss you

The time seem to be moving in an unjust way
Is it the clock? or
Is it me?
Should it move anti or wise?
Moving it to the right enlarges the distance
Moving it to the left means
fantasizing about the inevitable
Moments spent with you occupy
my memory
Never thought this affection
could cause much distraction
I've been surrounded by everything
I thought defines my happiness
There is something missing
I can't bare the load
I don't know how to handle
this no more
What I feel overwhelms me
At times I wonder
Do you feel what I feel?
I miss you

By Nenekazi Paca