Another Christmas without you

By Marina Anne

Losing you was a new kind of loss
A loss without an end
Because every day when I wake up
I lose you all over again

That I miss someone’s presence,
Has happened before
But I’ve never felt someone’s
Absence like yours;

When It’s Christmas
And you’re not with us
On your birthday
And there’s no cake to bake
Every Sunday
When there’s no call to take
Or any time
I want to give you a life update

And when l hear certain phrases
My eyes miss your gaze cause
We had so many inside jokes
It feels so strange to laugh alone…

Sometimes I look to the sky and wonder
If you’re actually up there,
Somewhere
All I know is you’re not here with us
And now it’s Christmas
And I didn’t know I could miss someone this much

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