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I am happiest by myself. I like persons; not people. Music keeps me alive. I try to be worthy of God's love. I'm still trying to find my way...

Sometimes I Miss Us...

Sometimes I miss us

Miss your lips and the bliss of your touch

Miss the hurt; when we healed it was heaven

Miss your voice in my ear

Miss telling you that I care

Miss loving to love you

Miss the eternity of your eyes; I could drown in them for all time

Miss having you in my head

Miss holding you in my heart

Miss misunderstanding your complexity

Miss the stillness of your breathing

Miss the uniqueness in your imperfections

Miss the stirring in my spirit when I held you

Miss the home my soul found in you

Sometimes I miss us...