You’re away

You’re away and life goes on
and I drive to an interview
and my life feels skew.

At times loneliness
makes me appreciate you more,
but I am waiting
for you to come back

At times I wish that I could find
the right words to say
or be able to visit
all the places
that life has taken you.

Most probably the only thing
that I really need
to say,
is how much I love you.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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