I miss. Staring at your pics at night. Writing Love poems about you like love ballads just to snatch your heartstrings just to steal a breath. I miss. That pause and sigh that whisper of I love you that killed all badness that toxicated my heart for years. Decades I want the idea of you to be. So I would have a million little reasons to smile. Loneliness became a sickness but you always were the cure the antidote to this emptiness that plague my existence. Harmony when you smile and laugh. I want it in a jar just to hear it over and over again. That smile I could have nonstop if I needed but people don't understand love anymore. Yes I'm black you're white but love is many colors when we blend and I choose to love anyway. Knowing you are the heaven I couldn't let go of. Friends wanted me to let go of the rope. But I only knew the rope made us. Now it's year five and I can't deny how I feel every time I see you. I miss waking up to you and knowing nothing is better than this. Where I love you is the rhythm of my heartbeat. Writing poetry is my mistress. But you are the oblivious forever thing that I crave slow but it's still fresh. Heaven is me and you always. Late night talks. That became my bittersweet way to sleep. Harry styles adore you on my brain. Every time you text me. Good morning baby kinda days. Better cuz I got you but I hold you like something I'd couldn't lose. Missing you cuz my brain can't help but consist of you.