Poetry Hour

Miss You

This is the best that I can do,
When you think of me,
Do I think of you?
What’s the something that will get me through,
Every day that I’m not with you.



Nothing satisfies me anymore,
Not music, not TV
Not what’s right here in front of me,
But I have to live like this every day,
Until this feeling goes away.

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