This one is for
Moving on and
Finding ways to remember the way
You used to smile with me,
Ways that I
Won’t see again.
Missing you has never felt better
And I have never felt worse.
I know that it takes time
But it’s one of the one things I don’t have these days,
The other is you.
And I’d buy you back with minutes and hours
If I had them to barter with.
But feelings have to be given, not bought
And I wish that you’d give them to me just once.
I miss the way we used to talk about things
With hearts light.
But that’s what happens when you leave the door open,
Everything gets in and
Tracks mud around the house.
You’re the one left
Cleaning up the mess in the end.