What I miss
Most about you
Is the way
You look at
Me you look
At me like
You look at
No one else
What I miss
Most is knowing
That you know
That I know
That we know
Only each other
Category: Start/End Relationships
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What is odd
Is being two
In the presence
Of three especially
When two know
And the other
One wants one
They talk cackling
Like chickens while
I sit quietly
Catching ones wink
And the lonely
Ones icy glare
Desire is noisy
Love is silent
Memory
For it’s not
Me that’s immortal
It’s the memories
Of me in
Others that is
And the greatest
Memory that one
Can ever have
Is having been
Loved by them
Frostbite (to my hubbub)
Sitting here it
Almost looks like
Summer outside yet
I know it’s
Autumn with chill
Same for love
All is beautiful
On the outside
But inside where
Love lives is
Chilly be wary
The appearance of
Warmth for without
Your own cloak
To ward off
Cold icy hearts
Can cause the
Eventual loss of
Things most important
Mirror (to Boo)
I don’t know
About you but
For me when
I look at
You I see
Me in someone
Else and as
I turn and
Cock my head
You mirror me
It’s in you
That I see
Myself beautifully blemished
Do you see
What you might
Be or are
We just simply
Together because of
Course who else
Could stare and
Not get absorbed
Into each other
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 