Miss You

Every once in a while, on a grey
Day, or even a rainy one,
I think of you. I wonder how you’re
Doing, and miss your beautiful
Smile, sometimes I wonder if we
Could meet and just talk for a while.
I would love to hear your voice,
For you to offer me some advice.

I miss you now quite a lot, perhaps more
Than every before, it seems that missing
You may be my only true vice.
Yet I continue all the same.
I miss you, please just once call out my name?


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