To Someone Whom Is Special

I miss you.

So much that

words and tears 

are insufficient expressions.

 

I miss you.

So much that

the wait to see you again

is filled with sharp pain.

 

I miss you.

So much that

the many things I have to tell you

are endless but left unspoken.

 

I miss you.

So much that

whenever we meet or talk together,

time is suddenly limited.

 

I miss you.

So much that

I think

I've fallen in love.

This poem is about: 
Me

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