no one’s ever gonna miss you
the way that I do.
it’s like the stirring of the wild blue sea,
the yawn of a tired evening breeze as the sun sets to sleep;
it is like a promise unfulfilled,
like a prayer unspoken—
this is how I miss you everyday
like a tomorrow that never came.
for the ones that we miss beyond our wildest dreams.
© The Short Black Girl, 2017.