Inspiration Call: Word Prompt Wednesday

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Inspiration Call: Word Prompt Wednesday: Miss you

Use the word of the day in poetic or short story form.

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  1. The words left unspoken
    Would it matter
    Absence of a kiss
    Would it be missed
    Early morning embrace
    What if it never took place
    Holding your hand
    Would it be longed for

    If we never were us
    Would your heart understand

    I miss you
    I miss the you before life got in the way
    I miss the us that lived for the moment
    I miss the way you gazed at me
    Such love, compassion and intensity

    Gone are the moments
    Love is history
    I just wanted to know
    Would you miss me

    xoxo
    Me
    9/18/2019
    Thebrokeninsideofme.com

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  2. My Heart Needs A Home

    I wasn’t prepared to say goodbye
    What? How? WHY?
    Tears flood around
    My heart, confusion is found

    Into the stars I set my gaze
    Will sadness become my final phase?
    This can’t be the end of our story!
    How is this love’s glory?

    Pleading for strength and comfort
    With broken words- it hurts
    Love and grace
    Seem lost in this place

    Through past memories- I roam
    Will I ever find my welcome home?

    Shelly Ambrose
    9/18/2019

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  3. Lovely, made me cry.

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  4. missing you, missing me
    dreaming about you, do you dream of me
    will love you to the end of time, will you still love me the same

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  5. missing you, missing me

    missing you, missing me
    dreaming about you, do you dream of me
    will love you to the end of time, will you still love me the same

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  6. Missing You

    When you’re near me,
    the sky is no longer blue.
    You’re the pink lenses
    I see the world through.

    When you leave me,
    you take away your spell.
    The drabness returns,
    making me want to yell.

    Looking out the window,
    your ghost is all I see.
    Strangers are standing
    where you used to be.

    There’s nothing I can do,
    but to endure my pain.
    This poem is not an elegy,
    and we’ll meet again.

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