I miss you peacefully in the morning
considerably at lunctime,
I miss you angrily on sundays,
But, I try my best to be fine,
At night time, I miss you the most,
and it shows through my eyes,
and runs down my cheeks,
and makes waves along my collarbones,
and it soaks into my skin,
and into my clothes
and it runs into tomorrow,
where you're there but not there again.
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