Missing a hell lots of things,
the good as well as the bad,
Probably just can’t help feeling,
a little depressed and sad.
Missing the warmth I used to cuddle in,
where nights flourished with dreams,
Relishing the thrill of midnight living,
Imagining Adam tucking Eve in.
Missing those times when i was actually living,
people whom gave my life a meaning,
and times we spent together,
seeing, talking and doing.
Missing those connections I'm losing,
miles away and leagues apart,
yearning for someone’s caring thoughts,
i wonder, who resides within your heart?
Missing the years i left behind,
in pursuit for the better in those to come,
yet missing the things my heart intends to bind,
missing everything my life attempts to find.
-Bornion Crusader-