Ballad for the loved ones

It’s hard to say I miss you in all of every ways

when parted for only seconds, I become a dull-achey craze

I miss what you are and not just represent

you validate myself, never the need to repent

It’s not only your natural beauty

although your naked body does not know what it does too me

and when you speak and gleefully reveal to me I’m full of shit

i can only laugh, pull your hair, it’s you I can’t resist

When you go away as I know you must

i have to forget about the return, pretend it’s no fuss

I write, I attempt to capture the nuance in the cliched lame

but I know stylistic prosody can’t express anything more than, ‘we are one and the same’

I miss you now as I contemplate, reveal and jot it all down

I miss you in the crapper, a feeling I’ll laughingly never get around

I’ll miss you for ALWAYS, EVER, MORE and BEFORE

It’s the feeling of every eternity I disgustingly believe in all the more

Through past lives it never mattered, you could have lived on a shooting star