Sonnet “You’re Gone”

I miss you like the warm

I miss you like the air

How come you’re not there

I miss your strong form
I remember your smile

I remember that look

I remember what you took

My heart to beguile
I know that you’re gone

I know that you’re happy

You told me to be happy

But I miss you is my song
Death is a journey you took alone;

But when we meet, death we will condone.