When I miss you, it’s not just a thought—
It’s a storm in my chest, a battle I fought.
The air feels too heavy, the nights stretch too long,
Every silence screams louder, “Where have you gone?”
I can’t find my footing; I stumble, I fall,
Your absence surrounds me, a suffocating wall.
The stars lose their shimmer, the sun dims its glow,
Without you beside me, I just don’t know.
Each heartbeat a whisper, calling your name,
Each breath that I take feels hollow, the same.
I chase your reflection in mirrors of air,
Grasping at shadows that vanish, unfair.
Do you feel it, my love, this unbearable ache?
This void that no memory or dream could remake?
I’m a ship lost at sea, no compass, no shore,
Adrift in your absence, I long for you more.
So come back, my light, my reason to be,
Without you, I’m less than the half left of me.
For missing you isn’t a season or phase,
It’s a lifetime of longing, through nights and through days.