sometimes
when you're not here
I can still hear your voice
I can still see your face
I can't wait for your return
sometimes
when you're not here
I wonder when you'll return
I wonder why you had to go
I wander the halls alone
sometimes
when you're not here
I'm counting the minutes
until your next text
I'm counting the hours
which seem like days
I'm counting the days
which seem like months
time crawls sometimes
I wander the halls of my mind
I wonder how you do it
I wonder when you'll do it again
when you're not here
always
I am anxious for your return
I miss your face
I long to hear your voice
when you're not here
always
and when you walk through
my door
and wrap your arms around
me
and your lips touch mine
I feel alive
again
always
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