I Miss…

I miss the way you speak to me,

The way you make me feel.

It’s really so surreal, you see,

Like is it really real?

 

I miss the way you look at me,

With wonder in your eyes.

Like I am such a mystery,

A wonderful surprise.

 

I miss the way you listen to me,

With your heart, your ears, your soul.

And you never make me wonder if,

You’ve heard the things I’ve told.

 

I wish that I was close to you,

I wish you weren’t so far.

But that’s as worthless and untrue,

As wishing on a star.

 

I know how much I miss you so,

But it’s really hard to see.

If the feeling’s mutual,

If you, somehow, miss me.

~ by Nova Starr on March 13, 2011.