It's only 11:03 PM.
Thoughts of you and me
Leave signs of no sleep.

Laughter,
Sarcasm,
Inside jokes.

I miss you.

It's 10 AM
Tired eyes,
Sweatshirts.

I imagine waking up
And seeing you
In the kitchen I walk into.

I miss you.

It's 12 o'clock, noon.
I'm wishing summer gone.
Just to see you.

Hear your voice,
See your smile,
Give or take a hug.

I miss you.

It's a 6 o'clock sunset,
By a river of gold.
I want you here too.

Splashing,
Teasing,
Loving.

I miss you.

It's 10 at night, love.
I write in my journal,
I pretend it's to you.

It helps me sanity,
I didn't know it'd hurt this much.
Love,

I miss you.