lightning does not often find its target -
but just now it has struck to the core.
and down, down go my heart and emotions.
the hole your absence left is outlined and retraced.
it is bright and it stings like a bee to the lips.
I am swimming through a deep sea of missing you
and finding it hard to come up for air.
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I really have gotten stung on the lips before.
And I miss you a lot. It hurts right now.
