am writing, Love & War, Prose, Ramblings, Soul Stuff

You are Missing from Me

I miss home when I’m missing you.

You feel like my childhood pictures, mom’s home cooking, comfort, affirmation, my mom’s voice, laughter, being carefree and worryless, a beautiful song. You are familiar. A place I should have known was where I’ve always wanted to be. Oh honey, You are missing from me…

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