Longing Stays Safe

A pang of longing. True desires. Dreams. Visions. Wishes. Hopes. It lingers and sits there idle no matter if I am with friends at work, or traveling. There it is. I see it. I feel it. I think, hope, dream, wonder. Nothing and no one I am with feels as important. My thoughts are shifted …

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I Miss You

I miss the comfort; the ease; the love. I miss feeling like we were never strangers. I miss the silence that never mattered. I miss the hours that felt like seconds. I miss the honesty in my voice without hesitation. I miss the smiles that stretched out for miles. I miss not caring what anyone else …