If you happen to look

 

If you happen to look,

please know that I miss you

It is not the same

since you went away

 

I picture your smile,

your contagious laughter

The sound of your voice,

the things you would say

 

Each morning we shared,

you ordering coffee

There at the drive-thru,

one milk but no cream

 

The emails all day,

the jokes and the poems,

The joys and the worries,

the hopes and the dreams

 

The afternoon calls,

while sitting in traffic

Or riding the train,

the workday was done

 

The verses we wrote,

the kisses imagined,

That finally happened

were always such fun

 

But now all I have,

are days sad and lonely

With memories playing,

so endless in view

 

So, if you do look

and pause on this poem

Please know that it’s message

is I’m missing you

 

 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

She could have passed...or just passed on from him.
Very sad...we don't know what we have until it's gone...

and for this speaker...there is just an empty space and very empty heart.

[willweb]

Yep, I could be many different things. Thanks so much Jacob.

[Lorry]

Sounds so familiar that I think it should be called the poets curse.
Boy reviews girl, girl reviews boy. Boy sends message, girl replies. Boy calls girl, girl answers boy. A few naughty pics later and then you finally meet, and realise after a while that real life ™ isn't a poem and they leave toast crumbs in bed too!
Erm, well it was like that for me and although the differentials would be err, different, poets are best imagined in my book, as reality always feeds regret.
Bet it was good while it lasted though. 😊

[willweb]

I don't know, I kind of like crumbs in the bed but I guess not everyone does. : ) Thanks for reading and commenting