What I Miss Poem by Corey Fauchon

As I sit alone and write this
I think about all that I miss
Missing you next to me
The sounds of being free

Now I sit in constant fear
Afraid to shed a single tear
Looking out for number one
Glad for every vision of the sun

Each dream I choose to give
I look at my heart, reason to live
Nothing will take my pride, my love
Not even you, not even the thing above

I can’t believe, you deserve better
I love you, but this is my last letter
I’ve been getting away for too long
Now I’ll be going away for too long

Live the rest of you’re life now
You should stand up and take a bow
For all you’ve been through
I’ve just kept you in a queue