Missing you is something
I feel every moment.
It's like a piece of sadness
that I carry aruond with me.
When I stop what I'm doing
to take a moment to think of you,
there's an emptiness that fills me up inside.
But along the sadness,
there are wonderfull memories.
And when I think of all the special times we've had,
I can't help but smile.
Inspite of the sadness.
It's then I realize that I rather feel the pain of missing you,
than loosing a single memory of you and me together.