I miss you.
Like taking a knife and twisting it
Deep inside my stomach
Torturous feeling of desperation
Materialize myself in your passenger seat
Curl into a bawl and cry
Like you've never seen before
These are the moments when
Smell of sweet milk and espresso and your cologne
Wraps me up in an invisible hug
All I need is your voice
The engine running
Music calling, telling me I can go wherever
I can run as far as I want
Drink in the blue sky and sleep on the clouds
Fill my lungs with mountain earth
And pasture grass
Until I can't take in anymore
September 20th, 2015
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