Ill respected heart aches lie within your chest,
beating frivolously, never ending pain.
.... That's exactly what I miss.
I never seen that smile, I never seen that frown.
Never heard your heart break from miles and miles around.
Yet, I heard the need for friendship in every single sound.
I miss those nightly chats,
those daily arguments.
I miss your companionship,
the way you made me feel.
We were never more than friends,
we'd made it through that stage.
Yet, somehow I still miss you constantly.
And, I'd like for you to know
that you've made it in written terms,
through-out my life story ...
on every single page.
