Miss You

I’m going to miss you
when you go.
My heart will be singing
loves old refrain,
saying won’t you come back again.
I’m going to miss you,
going to miss you
when you go.
How will I live without you?
How will I get on?
My heart is going to cry,
telling me this is wrong.
I ask myself
why has this happened.
Why are you walking out the door?
There is no answer,
no one can give me a reply,
and my heart keeps crying.
I’m going to miss you,
going to miss you
when you go.

17 July 2008

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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