Thinking of you...

There's so much you miss.
So much of life misses you.
I am torn between grandly moving on
and sulking and missing you.
My steps are uncertain and this life just
doesn't seem picturesque anymore.
What perfection of life is left,
when you feel one less.

I feel ashamed to miss you sometimes.
Am I worthy of such a displacement.

A hug is what I need.
You gave them greatly.
Freely. Always.
I miss you dear friend.

oxoxo
~Kamela