Thursday, August 14, 2008

The Space Left

I miss you sitting next to me. I miss you falling asleep. I miss carrying you to bed. I miss looking at the ceiling and listening to you breathing.

I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.

3 comments:

AntareS said...

I'll always miss you.

Anonymous said...

No one misses me.

Anonymous said...

I'm determined to sit next to you again. I'm determined to fall asleep with you again. I'm determined to listen to you breathe while looking at the ceiling again.

I'm determined to get you back and have you all to myself again.