It Misses You

June 25, 2011
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Your eyes are my two personal suns
Warming me with every glance
Your hand is my perfect puzzle piece
Our fingers click

Your smile makes me bubble
I want to be your jester
Your arms wrapped around me are my safe cocoon
I want to be trapped

With my head against your chest
I feel complete
Protective warmth surrounds me
Radiating from your looks
Your smiles
Your hands
Your arms
Your chest
Your embrace
They all whisper that I am safe
I feel saved

Daydreams and memories
All reflected in the rear-view mirror
-ed after most verbs
Your eyes were
Your hand was
Your smile made
Your arms were
I felt complete
I was safe

You forgot to guard my heart
And so did I
Torn by the one it longed for most
And the funny thing is
It still misses you.

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