Missing You

Days such as this

It’s you I miss

The simplicity of you



I'm now faced with the complexities of who

a perfect stranger


That’s attached by a thread

Of hope embedded in my head

That this will head to magnificence

And she will hold significance

Signified by emotions

Am I foolish to think such


To embrace the sadness of the truth is a bit much

Falsely convinced by a touch of lust

to call a cactus a rose

to touch and realize hurt

but the fact of being alone would be worse....