by BlAcK RoSe   May 9, 2009

It is strange to think I have not seen you in a month.
I have seen the new moon, but not you.
I have seen sunsets and sunrises but nothing of your beautiful face. The pieces of my broken heart can pass through a needle. I miss you like the sun misses the flower. Like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter instead of the beauty to direct it's light to.
The heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has sent to me. Hope guides me it gets me through the day and especially through the night, the hope that after you leave my sight it will not be the last time i look upon you.


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