Lost Lover's Lament |
by Marcus Harris |
I only miss you on the days that end in "y" and nights when darkness fills the void daylight leaves in the sky and when the dawn coerces me to wake up in the morn and see I'm one day further from the day that I was born and while the sun creeps slowly westward in its daily crawl, but, other than those times, I don't miss you at all. |