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Missing you

Posted to Action Poetry

I'm listening to echoes
of the dreams we left behind
glory, bitter tasting
in this tragic devine.
I cant hear you breathing
cant feel your understanding tracking down my spine
waking up to memories.
When we've always known tomorrows
and you have to go away
all you give me with sorrows
are single yesterdays.
And I'm counting out the pieces
of what was
making castles on uneven ground
filling every corner of me
with you.
But putting down the pencil
as it's the only tool I know,
Im just retracing portraits of your soul.
I miss you