You’re going to miss me
Maybe not today or tomorrow
Or even a month from now
But there will come a time
when you least expect it
A woman may walk by wearing my perfume
Someone will say a sentence
that recalls your mind back to a night we had
I know it sounds unfortunate
but I can’t wait
till you get that moment alone
and you have those running wild thoughts about me
and your soul aches for me
J. Saunders
