I miss the passion that you bled into my ink

You spill across my page like stars in the blackest night

I miss the days when I walked by your side

When I didn’t know of the price that would be paid in tears

I miss reaching out to feel your love and ending up on a cloud

You do that to me you know

Make me reach places that only angels roam

I miss the openness that you hold the key to

Conversing with you is like water

Flowing effortlessly from hidden chambers within heart and mind

I miss dancing under the moon with the prayer to become moonlight

O sweet love take me back to midnight

I whispered your name like a prayer

Your soul must have heard

For you dropped by that very morning

To light up the sky

Oh my, I never wanted to wake

I miss having the strength to miss you

My petals wither without your touch

Fading into ash to scatter across the months, days and years since I

Stumbled into your atmosphere

Naked I lie in a barren field of flowers

I am caressed by the sharp blades of grass

Like the tip of a knife tracing a wound that will not heal

I miss you as the night misses the moon in her dark phase

There is no light without your love

Shall I return to your waltz of madness my phantom lover

So I can stop living a lie

Playing the fool as my life turns into a tragic comedy

I shall never stop missing you

For as long as there is a beat to my broken heart

 

— Melissa Diana