Guess he must be missing me lately….
I was his best friend.
Too proud to say “I miss you”…..
Filling the space with chatter
about nothing really.
All the same, I hold the phone not
Calling him out, knowing there will
Come a time when he won’t call at all
He keeps pressing on my mind today, can’t
Seem to get clear.
Memories crowding every space….wish
I could hold him today.
Wish I could have some special love-making
Time…..those sweet ole times coming to
the forefront of my senses
Today…..remembering the warmth of his
Eyes, wish I could touch him one more time
There’s a sadness here in this room,
Every corner holds a different set of memories
I hold on to the blanket that used to shelter
us from the chillness in the air all those nights
ago.
There is a cloud of gloom hugging much too close
For comfort
I remember when
I remember then
I remember him much too much today.
