Something's Missing

October 16, 2008
My imagination is way too steady,
I’m always late when I think I’m ready,
It’s colder than usual when I walk outside,
Tears come down harder every night that I cry,
I get that feeling of being lost,
Even in the pure heat I still get bitten by frost,
The wind blows harder then it should,
The snow covers me more than my coat could,
My heart beats slower then it did before,
I just can’t seem to reach that top score,
Keeping concentration is harder than it looks,
You being away from me is what it all took.

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