Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Miss You

Miss You

I won’t miss you at all
I am chanting in the dark
Hoping to believe my lips
The words so cold and stark

Just the taste of smoke
Brings your face to my mind
All the fires you started
All the life you couldn’t find

Nighttime falls with me alone
Watching snowflakes fall
Chanting in the frozen cold
I won’t miss you at all
Author Note: Since before I can remember, I have been surrounded by people. I have a huge family and there always seems to be someone to share a room or an apartment with. In two months I will finally be living on my own and I wonder...will I miss the company or will I revel in the freedom? The idea scares me...and I think that's a good thing.

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