Missing You

by gardenhackleStratford, Connecticut, USA

Sep 2010 638 Views 8 comments

Missing You.

As though surfacing from a deep dive
I stir awake, consciousness rising.
As dim, gray morning light meets me
My first thoughts begin to flow.
And I begin the day thinking of you.
A sadness comes over me,
My arms empty,
My heart heavy.
I know it's another day.
Another day I won't spend holding you.
I know it's another day
Another I'll spend wishing I could.
Another day without you.
But one day closer to you.
One day closer to holding you.
One day closer to kissing you.
One day closer to touching you.
And that's my daily salve,
The ointment that soothes the pain.
The pain that comes with missing you.

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Posted: Sep 2010

About this poem:

Missing the one I love.

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Comments (8)

jeddah12singapore, Central Singapore SingaporeSep 15, 2010

no worry sir,you will see her another day,,,nice one and thanks for sharing,

agoodguy2havesuffolk, Virginia USASep 15, 2010

G.H. How's that line go?...inside every grey cloud... ;-)

freeatlast64847Lanagan, Missouri USASep 15, 2010

Hang in there GH! Your day will come!

GashlyAmish Hell, Ohio USASep 16, 2010

the ache...unmistakable. may you be reunited swiftly. and pop some aspirin, it may help.

Ladybee42East Liverpool, Ohio USASep 16, 2010

I am missing you too GH, 43 days.

beautifulyouNew York, USASep 16, 2010

May the missing bring about the sweetest of reunions!

Beautifully expressed GH ~

gardenhackleOPStratford, Connecticut USASep 16, 2010

Thanks to all of you for your thoughtfulness. There are no guarantees in life or love that it will be easy. But for love, there is no sacrifice too great and no pain too severe. This is small stuff in the greater scheme of things and there is a lot that we both have to be happy for. Still... there's no denying that no matter how much and often we talk to each other and share our lives, being apart is still painful. 43 days to go till we're together again. At once it's not very long and yet seems interminable from moment to moment.

And in a few hours, we'll be talking again... and laughing... and enjoying each others' company even remotely. And it will be a few hours closer to the time I can hold Ladybee in my arms again. That's something to smile about.

Ladyjjeast, Norfolk, England UKSep 16, 2010

A touching poem Gardenhackle..
I'm wish you and Ladybee much happiness, 43 days will soon fly!

Ljj