Your name has not crossed my lips
since the day you moved away.
I tell my friends I don't want to talk about you,
that I am happy and I am okay .
If we want to get specific,
your just 204.1 miles away,
but when I am alone at night,
it feels like getting to you would take forever and a day.
Although I cannot see your face,
and I cannot feel your touch,
as long as I know you're in this world,
I can live with the pain that consumes so much.
But when I do start to think about you,
and my mind wanders back to days gone by,
I let my memories take over,
and I know my happiness is a lie.
Because I miss the way you stroke my hair,
and the way you hold my hand.
I miss the way you laugh at me,
and write our names in the sand.
I cannot look at rivers
without grinning from ear to ear,
and I cannot watch someone walk on boulders
without remembering my fear.
I laugh when I see someone leave food
as I imagine what you would say,
and I sigh when I am at the bus stop
remember how we stood there that day.
I can't walk into that restaurant
without ordering sweet and sour pork,
or eat my chinese without chopsticks
as you taught me not to use a fork.
But all these things I will keep to myself
and I will continue to live my lie,
because I know that if I talk about you
I will begin to cry.
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Adding your comment:
the rhyme is awesome and descriptions are the best. good luck in the contest!
thank you for entering. 
