Calluses

The years go by and the pain gets worse as I continuously and more deeply feel that absence doesn't get sweeter with time

The memories I have of us, enjoying our time with each other, laughing, crying, helping one another with the hands that we had been dealt

Your absence is just a shadow that I see everywhere I go

And all the feelings, and all the thinking, and all the crying, and loving, and hating, and trying to accept, all come down to this simple fact:

I miss you