exactly how badly
can you miss someone?

it's not just about
sitting beside the window
and watching the sunset
thinking,
"oh well, that's another day without you."

it's going through
your normal life,
eating the usual cereals
you make everyday,
taking the same route
you take when going to work everyday

but in doing all these
usual everyday things,
you start
making sad poems
inside of your head,
singing songs to yourself
with only one person in mind,
staring at the blank space,
smiling to no one in particular.

bad, bad, missing