I cannot say I miss you now;
I do not think it would be fair
For destiny to still allow
Me to miss you, while you are there
In front of me so frequently,
And yet, because right now you are
A little too distant from me
(I might be bold to call it far)
And I, poor fool, wish you were not,
I think I miss you, and I sigh,
Not recollecting what I've got:
You in the way that even I
Admit is key: I cannot miss
The one who daily brings me bliss.
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