To Miss Missing You

I miss dreaming with you,

we’d roam the world in a day, hand in hand.

Do you remember when we thought the world was ours?

Just us, alone, in the sand.

I miss loving you,

the way I should, the way I did, before.

Completing all the plans we set out to make,

once a goal, now a chore.

I miss you saying my name,

your voice, the tone, your lips,

watching you float away,

slowly falling through my grip.

I miss all the laughter,

oh we did laugh, didn’t we?

though my memory of what we joked about has somehow disappeared,

your smile has never left me.

Do you know I conjure you up sometimes,

just to feel you close,

forgetting how times have changed

and you’re no longer my home.

I miss missing you,

though I think of you often, it's not out of love, but wonder,

I wonder what you're up to, whether life treated you well,

don’t we all stop and ponder?

What I no longer miss,

is your praise, or the touch of your hands on my hips,

no more crying on your shirt, leaving tear stains created by hurt,

It's funny how our minds, suddenly move on,

once so reliant on your love,

now happily singing to my own song.