Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Time Passes

As the day passes,
I still think of you.
As the hour passes,
I still think of you.
As the minute passes,
I still think of you.
As the second passes,
I sometimes forget.

Time passes,
You are still in my heart.
I still hear your voice.
I still feel your touch.
I still smell your body.

I want you here.
I want you near me.

I wish for you to be here.
I wish for you to just appear.

My wishes and wants are for naught.
I will always miss you.

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