I miss looking into your eyes and thinking about what you are thinking. I miss how the colour made me feel loved and protected. I miss the way your eyes crinkled when you smiled my favourite smile.

I miss the way my heart beat faster every time I heard the sound of your bike because I knew you were always near me in about 3...2...1 seconds. I miss the way my security called me and told me you were here and I would usually have a panic attack because I was so unbelievably excited to see you.

I miss the way you used to hold me, around my waist, hold my hand, and hug me. I miss the way I used to smile against your chest when you hugged me.

I just miss the good times we had together. The times where I thought to myself, "**** could this day get any better?" I used to whisper that before I went to bed with a smile on my face that only you could cause.

I just miss you. I miss loving you. I miss all of you.
It's sad that it's over. It's sad that it's just memories.
Thank you for them. I'll treasure them in my heart forever.

when I dropped
your favourite mug
and it shattered
into a thousand pieces
when I spoke
your name
and only silence
was my greeting
when I played
your favourite song
and I couldn't hear
your voice
singing
when I laid down
in bed alone
I didn't feel your touch
just the raw stinging
when I showered
waiting for you
to peek
I stepped out
mute
wrapped in
aloneness
wishing your ghost
could speak

young poets fall in love here
so venture no further poet
if love is not your goal

who would ever have believed
not I for sure

Happiness could be found in a key board

I come from a generation
where the only ones to work a key board
were called Secretaries
and they were all female