MISSING
Why, when I call your name
do you not respond?
Why when I reach out
is there no one there?
You have been so much a part of me,
of my life..
Did I depend on you too much?
or was it you, on me?
Was there ever a time that it mattered?
For though two, we're one
in so many ways.
Now, I feel divided
between past and present
then... and now.
I miss your laughter, your smile
your tears..
but mostly, you.
Maybe in time, the pain will lighten..
though I doubt it.
I long for your presence
will I ever be whole again..?
©Crissouli January 1983
Beautiful, Chris.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Pauleen.
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