Missing

Missing, a feeling so deep,

A wound so raw, it's hard to keep,

It's the emptiness, that lingers within,

The longing for someone, who's no longer seen.

It's the memories, that haunt in the night,

The echoes of laughter, that once filled the light,

It's the emptiness, that's left in the heart,

A void that's so real, it tears one apart.

But missing is also, a way to hold on,

To the love that once was, and the bond that was strong,

It's a reminder, of what once was, so dear,

And the hope that someday, that love will be near.

So here's to missing, a feeling so true,

A testament to love, that shines bright and anew,

It's a bond that endures, even when apart,

And a reminder, of the love that beats, in every heart.