I miss her

I miss her in my dreams, Seeing nightmares, my heart screams. I miss her in my art, And in things she's broken apart. I miss her in my time, She lives in another paradigm. I miss her in my brain, It used to be in a lot more pain. I miss her whisper, Her jokes and tongue twisters. I miss her gaze, Her eyes that looked like a maze. I miss her smell, The scent of the oil. I miss her hair, That needed a lot of care. I miss her feeling shy, I miss those lips, oh my, my. I miss her in the day, I miss her whenever I may. I miss her in the night, I miss her whenever I might. I miss her when I talk, I miss her when I walk. I miss her when I sing, I miss her in everything.