Missing you is not
Like a constant pain
Or hole in my chest.
It’s rephrasing a text
Again and again,
Press “cancel”, “don’t save”
For there’s too much
To share, to tell,
And talk about.
Missing you is not
Like being sad
But being happy
With no one to tell.
It’s not like seeing
You always just
Turning the corner but
Like seeing you in the mirror
Entering the room behind me.
Missing you is not
Like the world black and white
But every colour
Turning into your colour,
Your smile behind every smile,
Smoothing the furrows
I see on my face
When I think of how much
I’m missing you.
© jsmorgane (Aug 2010)