When you slip into my mind,
Yes even after all this time.
I am filled with far too many words,
They flutter around like butterflies or birds.
Most words, they make my heart feel weak
And some make a tear roll down my cheek.
But every once and a while,
There comes a few that make me smile
And that warm feeling will come back.
One that since you’ve been gone I always lack.
It only lasts a moment before the rest.
But those brief moments are truly the best.

~Is this missing you?