I look at the sky,
And I miss you.
I look at the clouds so high,
And I miss you.
I look at the sea,
And I miss you.
I look in the mirror at me,
And I miss you.
I look around the house,
And I miss you.
I look at eerything so quiet like a mouse,
And I miss you.
I drive down the street,
And I miss you.
I look at the restaurant where we use to eat,
And I miss you.
I sit at my desk,
And I miss you.
I know I need a rest,
And I miss you.
I talk to you on the phone,
And I miss you.
I feel so alone,
And I miss you.
I look forward to tomorrow,
And I miss you.
I'm counting hour by hour,
And I miss you.
I can't wait to be in your arms again,
Because I miss you.
That's when you will stop this pain,
Because I'll be with you.
Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre
No comments:
Post a Comment