Day 22 – Weary

This poem is a throwback, enjoy!

Day 22 РWeary 

I miss you.
It’s hard to admit,
but I do.

We got older,
and maybe time caught up to us,
too fast.

I miss us,
I miss you.

I can’t deny that.

I look for you in the dark,
Wish to crawl into you when my head is weary.

I miss your smell, your body.
But mostly,
I miss you smiling at me,
In person, not over the phone.

Tonight,
I wish you were here.