Miss?

I miss you when I think of you.

But when you aren't there,

it's easy to forget you ever were.

Don't think I don't care-

I swear that I do.

It's just, my mind is full of

a thousand thoughs.

Sometimes you swim through

that river ideas,

or you climb the mountains

of yesses and nots.

You passing by,

may I clarify,

does make me feel this "miss".

But, even when your away,

I can still try to feel bliss.