Missing You

Poem By Rachel Willcox

I miss you when something good happens to me,
Because you are the one I want to share it with.
I miss you when something bad happens to me,
Because you make everything better.

I miss you when I cry,
Because you hug my tears away.
I miss you when I'm laughing,
Because you make my laughter grow.

I miss you through all those times,
But I miss you the most when I'm laying in bed at night,
Thinking about you, Because before I always knew,
Someway, Somehow, You were thinking of of me too.

And that is why it is then that I miss you most.
Because I'm not so sure,
You're thinking about me Anymore...

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