Like this morning's sky
My eyes are
seemingly
unexplainably
leaking
Monday morning
Tentative traffic
Sleepless Sunday nights
Wishful wanderings
Lovely lingerings
Missing memories
Somber sweet songs
Your words like stingers
Are striking
in my mind
Harshly spoken so
Undeserved
Because I do care
Very much
Don't you know
That's the whole thing, dear
I do
Monday morning
Tentative traffic
Sleepless Sunday nights
Wishful wanderings
Lovely lingerings
Missing memories
Somber sweet songs
You wanted your space
wanted room
Left you alone
But I still miss you
I do
Now you're angry it seems
All with me
Don't know why
Still I miss you so
Miss you
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