Sunday, February 27, 2005

When I Miss You

When I miss you,
I look at your brother,
In his features, I see you there.

When I miss you,
I read your e-mail,
And somehow feel closer to you now.

When I miss you,
I scream toward heaven,
And wonder why it all came down.

When I miss you,
I hear your best friend,
Laughing and it makes me cry.

When I miss you,
I long for one more,
moment one more chance to be.

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