The other night, like all other nights i found myself thinking of you Since the last time i saw your face time has come to a slow and persistent halt days stretch on into what seems to be an eternity each hour, minute, and second is spent acting like I don't miss you. fighting the urge to pick up the phone and call you in every moment I feel the urge. nothing seems to matter anymore since you've been gone days are filled with constant thoughts of you. nights are spent indulging in memories of happy times. Colors seem bland and words lose all meaning things we loved to do aren't fun anymore without you Our favorite foods we ate are tasteless now. I feel an imbalance in life now, and im struggling until things are set back right. I miss you more than actions can show more than words can express more than you'll ever know and i find myself again, thinking of you as I always do wondering if you miss me as much as i miss you...
