My karaokeA Poem by Webster
I miss you with me here,
when the mic feels cold and bare, when the song don’t hit the same way, 'cause you're not dancing there. I miss you by my side at night, when the world grows soft and still, when silence wraps around me and the space you filled feels real. I miss your laugh, your knowing look, your hand that reached for mine, the way you lit a room with ease my heart’s once steady line. Each day you’re gone feels longer, each hour stretched and wide, but still I hold our moments close they live in me inside. So wait for me in memory, and meet me in each tune, for every note I sing for you I’ll see you again soon © 2025 Webster |
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Added on June 1, 2025 Last Updated on June 1, 2025 |

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