Missing You
Missing you isn't hard to do,
It's the closest thing that death can come to,
I wish I could be with you,
In times of desperate need,
And eternally hold you close to my heart,
And forever plant the seed,
The seed is of love,
And it shall always bloom,
In thunder,
Lightning,
Rain and grey,
Or other times of gloom,
I miss you when you're gone,
Or getting ready to leave,
I miss you when you're right beside me,
Or unbuttoning your sleeve,
Missing you is what my life is about,
And if I ever stopped,
Then without a doubt,
I would break down and cry,
And then I'd surely die,
When I miss you,
Because you are not there,
I feel an emptiness inside,
And that's when I sit and stare,
Stare at what,
I do not know,
And what I'm thinking,
My expressions will not clearly show,
I guess I'll always miss you,
Why I cannot tell,
But when we're not together,
I can think as clearly as a bell,
Only that I miss you,
And want to have you here,
So make me stop missing you,
And forever just be near.
4/21/97 & 4/29/97
| The Garden-1 | The Garden-2 | Anger |
| Why? | Friendship | Someday |
| Time | Hatred | You |
| Death | Without You | Take Me Away |