Life Poem by Dalton Horan

Life



While you're living yours
And I'm living mine
I give off the impression that I'm doing just fine.
In reality,
I miss hogging the covers
I miss making you laugh
I miss your warmth
I miss the excitement
I miss the butterflies
I miss seeing the one I adore
And most of all, I miss the smile we share
When I walk through your door

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