I miss you (76)

I miss you

and that’s my love poetry


I hope you’ll be by my side



wherever I’ll go,

from the highest highs of adoration

to the lowest lows of depression.

I miss the way you touch

my lips,

my hips,

my everything.

And that’s ok,

‘cause you miss me too,

even if you don’t say it loud,

your heart had written me a letter

and I know that you’re also mine;

from the tips of your toes

to the last darkest corner of your mind.

We’re the love story they were talking about

in all those lyrics around the world,

from ancient times to present.

I miss you!

Writing a poem a day for 1 year. This is lucky number 76. Thanks for reading.

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