Just Sometimes
4.14.08

sometimes, when the moon hangs just outside my window
when I read about a princess whose Prince Charming whisked her away
when the first of the flower petals blossom
(like your personality, always quick to bloom)
I miss you…

sometimes

and sometimes, when I look into the mirror
when I climb under the covers
when I close my eyes
I see you smiling at me

and then, sometimes,
just… you know… sometimes
(just, you know, those times that I breathe)
I miss you terribly, as if I had died, too…

just sometimes.