me in the mirror
of you minus years
two of one kind
words sent
back of an envelope
all I need
nothing but miss
you most of all
this will pass
by the mirror
not what I see
you as well
you have shown me
beautiful things
that taught me many more
days stack up in the already
used pile reaching new heights
sinking to new depths
a thought bringing light
to a darkened mind
wiping tears from eyes
surprisingly not sad
to hear spoken to not often enough
though missed just the same…
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