I Have A Bad
Case of Missing You
And that
pink blouse you bought me;
I have that too.
It no longer fits. There's a hole.
Pink's not my color.
I have that too.
It no longer fits. There's a hole.
Pink's not my color.
I don't
care.
I don't wear
it.
I just hold it sometimes,
like a bandage for the bruise
of not having you here.
I just hold it sometimes,
like a bandage for the bruise
of not having you here.
Sometimes I
see someone with your hair.
She tilts her head to one side;
She's a bird, like you were!
She tilts her head to one side;
She's a bird, like you were!
But when she
opens up and sings,
I never know the song.
I never know the song.
T.A.B. 4-3-13
Yes! Very succinct and has the longing, but the excuses, too!
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