sometimes i feel that the reason the sun chooses to turn its back on this world and set and the reason that all light leaves is because you are not by my side and i miss you
every time the cool summer breeze steals from beneath barely cracked windowsills and disturbs my blankets i wish that you were there to fix them and to kiss me back to sleep
and when those summer breezes turn into hard winter winds i wish you were there to help keep me warm
your absence is the elephant in this room except this elephant has decided to sit squarely upon my chest
my every breath is labored and my hear aches for rest and for you
i miss you like puddles miss being part of the ocean
i miss you like a retired jet captain misses his deceased co-pilot
i miss you
these words are quickly becoming the only ones i remember how to say aloud and it is taking all of me to not scream them to the heavens
i am consumed by myself and my sorrow and all i can think is that i miss you.