Dull
I missed you so much
Like Starsky without Hutch,
Like the sky without stars
Highways without cars,
My days were dull
Like a matador without his bull,
It felt chilly like cold apple pies
Without the twinkle of your eyes
To make it warm and bright,
Out of sight;
Is the last
Thing I want
You to be,
If you could only see;
How daunt;
I was and fast
The days did not go;
Without you I wouldn't know,
What to do with myself,
Place me high up on a shelf
Cause I never feel alive
Until you arrive…
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