I love…
…when I am away how I miss you.  It is a kind of hunger that grows until sated by your presence when I see you again
 
Written By an Unknown Author
Missing someone
Isn’t about how long
It has been since
You’ve seen them
Or the amount of time
Since you’ve talked.
It’s about that very moment
When you find yourself
Doing something
And wishing
They were right there
By your side.