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Missing you,
And this feeling
Never withdrew.
Just from a simple
‘good night’ from you,
A single
Wish we value.
The thought of it
Is already
I missing you.
Revisiting the place
We left our memories.
I stare into blank space.
Without you beside me
Is just plain anguish.
I am an uncompleted puzzle
With only one piece missing.
You are my missing angel.
The one my heart’s lacking.
Like snatching away
A girl’s loved teddy bear.
Abandoning her in the realm of Dante,
Leaving her all losses to bear.
Until I see you again,
My days are still mundane.
While I try to curb
That sense of lost,
Your being is in America,
Busy in New York.
I guess I will be busy too.
Busy missing you…