Monday, December 10, 2012
I miss you.
Not in the I-wish-you-were-here,
not in the I-wish-I-could-talk-to-you-sense,
but when I think of life,
of what it's got and what's to come.
And I'll miss you
wherever I am now,
whoever claims your love,
whatever we become.
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