I know that she was here
Now I see the roads and
Wonder if she walked here;
Leaving behind her smell, and
The low voices of her steps
as she walked
I miss her.
I feel she has been detached from me
Her words don't appear in texts
to make me smile.
I miss the fights.
She is not here to play the mature one anymore.
I miss her sweetness thru
the texts that she sent
I miss her sarcasm.
That was heartwarming.
Lord, I miss her.