Guess What

I miss you,
I miss you,
I miss you.

Each day,
The longer we are apart,
Is harder,
When we meet,
I’m quiet,
Enjoying the little time we are together.

I miss you,
I miss you,
I miss you.

Yet we are not even together,
But we both want the same,
To be together,
Both are scared,
Guess what

I miss you lots.

© 2009-2016

By Bryan Deakin

Hello and welcome to my site, my name is Bryan Deakin, 35yr old from Scotland. A Dyspraxic, Poet, Blogger and Community Activist, I studieda BSc(Hons) Sustainable Development, at the University of Highlands and Islands. Lover of all things Greek and Finnish, and a keen and active member of Falkirk SNP. Prior I was Vice President of Simple Machines, and Project Manager at Simple Machines Forum (SMF).

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