To Be Missed

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To Be Missed

I skim through the countless grains of sand

In search of our love.

Or was it lost among the pearls in the sea?

Perhaps taken to Davy Jones Locker?

A prisoner of the deep.

I am a vexed soul on the verge of losing sleep.

Hoping to grasp affection…

I never intended to keep.

Chasing after the elusive thought of Do You Miss Me?

Love always, Esha ❤

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