misunderstoodramblings:

I must admit
That I miss you
In the mornings
But mostly at night,
Although my heart
Aches mid afternoon
When the sun is peeking
Through grey clouds
And blue skies,
Yet I miss you
In the evenings
When dusk has made
Its first appearance,
But also when
It’s twilight
And I can’t sleep;

I must admit
That regardless of the time
Or distance,
Whether the sun is shining,
Or I’m drenched in darkness
I miss you,
Always.

-C.A.