Changhee Lee Poems

I'll miss seeing your preciouse face,
or saying word to make feel safe.

I'll miss holding you tight,
...

Only after they're gone is it that you realize that the emptiness that was filled by their presence is now empty again.

That you miss them for they were dear to you and that you will miss them until that emptyness is once again filled.
...

The color of my heart is black
It eats everything just like that
My soul cries out in the dark
And my mind is burning up
...