I Don'T Miss You... Poem by Amber Swiney

When i look at my fingers, the spaces in between,
and think how your fingers used to fit perfectly there.

I don't miss you...

When I lay in bed and throw my leg over nothing more than a pillow.

I don't miss you...

On my birthday...when im blowing out the candles..and i look up and your not there...

I don't miss you...

And even on the holidays, as we sit and say grace, and i stare at the empty spot at the table
where you were before.

I still don't miss you...

When I close my eyes, and i see your face and hear your voice...

Not even then do i miss you...

But in all honesty,
I crave, desire, long, need, pine, wish, yearn for you always, but never do i just miss you...