Tuesday, August 27, 2013

S

Do I miss you, or is it the idea of you ?
It has been far too long for me to be sure,
I wish I could be wherever you are.
If only for a while, while I gather what it is that seems so lost to me.
Maybe I will find it in your smile, maybe I will find it in your laughter,
or maybe what I really hope for, is to find it in the little space between our fingers,
 intertwined.

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