I miss you

As I sit here alone waiting your letter

Rain hits the window on this dark afternoon

I go outside, wind breaks up against my face

I’m thinking here of you

And how we used to be

Owl flies overhead

I miss you like the end of days

One breath I am returned

A memory of truth

Taken in delight

Forever it may be

Take your hand in mine

Fly into the night

With your arms around me

Forever we may be

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I wrote this poem about a boy I was infatuated with at the time. His name was Kai and he lived in Sydney. He made me a mix tape of Cradle of Filth and Semisonic - that's love, baby!! 
Poem written 10-June-1998