Oh Golly

looking close
i miss out
i forget to see you
turned away even though I'm looking at you
i want to hold you
i cannot feel your face,
though my lips are placed
just below your eye, next to your nose.
i wait on the hill in my head
it's sunny
i miss you
canned emotion (laughter)
nothing to buy and
no money to buy it with
I'm unsure of what to do;
kiss me and tell me I'm loved




"this your last week Tony?"
"yep!"