I miss you I think as I type a reply.
Tears drip from my heart to my eye.

Words flow as if our love was recent.
But years have passed since our descent.

I miss you I say with the speed of my replies.
You have to know it before my soul dies.

Banter and jokes between lost lovers now friends.
Is this how I kill myself and how it all ends?

I miss you I say as I lay in bed.
The pain of lost love endured hopefully soon I'll be dead.

For this is my penance for mistakes once made.
Hope is a tricky game and the only reason I've stayed.

© Swiftonic Poetry