This constant aching feeling
that lives inside of me
a sense of something missing
where contentment used to be
It's funny how I never
really noticed it before
but its started the same day
you got the cab from my front door
The time we spent together
was so fleeting yet intense
Be it weeks or days or months or years
It makes no difference
I just wanted you to be aware
of my pain since you went away
So you can understand the reason
why I'm counting every day