When I Miss You

I miss you… three simple words
That feels like whispers in the wind.
I miss you more than those birds
Looking for shelter or when we find
Warmth because you are my home
And warmth. I miss you more than
The moon craves the stars. I roam,
Searching for love, but the plan
Backfired when I found it shining
Within your eyes. A depth that was
Freeing me and was not confining
Me to just shallowness. A buzz
And longing I have not felt before.
A feeling that makes me less sore.