Missing You
© by: dexterous
I miss you when you're not around
Time seems to stop; you're nowhere to be found.
Room looks empty, the weather turns gloomy
I miss you when you're not around.
I stare at my canvas, no ideas
My brush goes to know direction, can't do any action.
My color starts with white, after then turns black
My happy painting; from colorful slowly becomes faded.
On top of the piano, lay my notes
But there's no music I can compose.
The sweet lyrics, I have in mind
It's turning bitter, for you're not around.
My world, colorful, now painted black
Your face, vivid, now it's all blank.
My music, harmonious, now messed up.
Because missing you when you're not around.
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