I miss you
I miss you so much, your playful touchyour kiss, your giggling about nothing over lunch.
I miss how our eyes would meet
And how you would laugh in bed as you made me warm your feet
You made me promise to love again, to laugh and kiss and meet a friend
but I just sit here watching life pass by having a beer or finishing a bottle of wine till its end
I sit by your gravestone and I feel warm inside,
we conversations and you are my guide.
tomorrow, I will try again but I believe I will be will sitting be at your gravestone as the night ends
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