thirty-nine
what the hell does
"i miss you"
mean anyway?
it does not do justice
to anything i'm experiencing.
"i miss you"
does not capture those lightning glimpses
eyes and hair and you
and every time my hand flutters out
to touch you
to realize you aren't here
it doesn't capture every minute
droning, tugging, dragging itself along
and the weight i feel when i think
of all the time
between then
and now
and then again
"i miss you"
does not count the times
i remember everything
digging deep to capture
your voice and your laugh and
it does not explain this growing depth
and void of absence
and still
every time i want to tell you
any of these things
it's only
"i miss you"
"i miss you"
mean anyway?
it does not do justice
to anything i'm experiencing.
"i miss you"
does not capture those lightning glimpses
eyes and hair and you
and every time my hand flutters out
to touch you
to realize you aren't here
it doesn't capture every minute
droning, tugging, dragging itself along
and the weight i feel when i think
of all the time
between then
and now
and then again
"i miss you"
does not count the times
i remember everything
digging deep to capture
your voice and your laugh and
it does not explain this growing depth
and void of absence
and still
every time i want to tell you
any of these things
it's only
"i miss you"
posted by anna d at 1:50 AM
3 Comments:
You´re right. Even if it´s about someone else and not me. Still, I think Ï miss you doesn´t say enough. More drastic measures are required...
anna how is it that you are able to write in word just what i am feeling. you have an amazing talent... and well... i miss you...
oh. that was lisa by the way.
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