Missing You

I want to write about



Finding pennies and laughing.

But my heart is full

of missing you.

I want to write stories

with happy endings,

but my head objects

that this is the end

but where is the 'happy'?

I want to write about


I want to write about


But my misguided heart is beating itself

to pieces

And my head has never been

less helpful.

A/N: Just to clear this up, this is to a guy who just thinks of me as a friend, who's a long way away, and I might not see again. Not a boyfriend who broke up with me. :-)