Wednesday, September 28, 2011

i (insert verb here) you

I see you in the fall to sleep movies.
I breathe you in the open car window breeze.
I taste you in the syrup I put on my pancakes.
I smile you in the days I can sleep in late.
I nibble you in every cookie monster cupcake.
I dream you in my unconscious state.
I prepare you in the dinners I make.
I feel a lack of you in every embrace.
I drink you in every pink lemon aid.
I dance you in every track you use to play.
In case you don't understand by now,
I miss you nearly every moment I'm awake and you're away.

The End.

I have these memories that haunt me like a ghost. These are the memories I've learned to treasure most. So this is what it feels like to have your heart break?

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