each day I think about 
what you would say if
I told you
'I miss you.'
how you would react if
I grabbed your hands and
looked into your eyes 
like we used to do. 
where your arms would be if
i wrapped mine around you
and hugged you tight
and didn't let go. 
what would you think 
if i whispered 
ever so softly 
'I still love you.'
but I guess i'll never know.