Stories

What will I do when I miss you?

When nights are hard because the day didn’t have you in it?

How will I deal with day after day

Dealing all alone with life’s shit?

Because even on the most selfish level

Soon we’ll be in different places, and I’ll miss you like hell

So what’ll I do when I miss you?

When I want to drink and talk about work?

What’ll I do when I feel that need

To go out and eat way too much?

What will I do when I want a hug?

What on earth am I to do

When you’re alone there and you might need me too?

I’ll miss you like hell

You know me enough to know that well

In you, cheesy as it sounds, I’ve had it all

I’ve found a poet, a best friend, a sounding wall

I’ve had hugs and love and fights

I’ve had chilly bike rides and unforgettable nights

We have stories together, you and I do

When I miss you, that’s what I’ll do

I’ll write out our stories

I’ll write them well

I’ll keep them to remember you and me

When I’m alone and I’m missing you like hell.