Sunday, May 7, 2017


The bed feels too big
The house too quiet
The keyboard is silent too
Without your fingers on it

Lights feels less bright
The sun is still being shy
Without you right here
Things don't feel right

As you grow and soar
I know you miss me too
With each passing moment
I miss you more


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