I Miss You

For K. Best Mates.

Walking down the street with your name,

Just not spelt the same.

Writing letters to never-aging memories in my head,

I long for your voice instead.

As I send my thoughts and dreams to you,

On the wind, a whisper,

I miss you…

The childish voices call to me in my dreams,

Those thoughts ripped at the seams.

The years crawl by as we miss the days,

And yet still I always

Send my thoughts and dreams to you,

On the wind, a whisper,

I miss you…