Missing You

It's only been a few days.

Missing you makes it feel like weeks, months, even years.

I hold back my tears, thinking of your voice, whispering, "It's okay."

Singing sad songs as the rain pours,

Sitting in bed, with my notebook looking for inspiration in the pain

You'd hug me if you were here, wouldn't you?

Over two hundred miles apart, feels like worlds apart.

Under the same stars as you, the same wind whispering to you the messages I send.