The Yearning

A poem about a lost love

As I hang up the phone
Thoughts come to my mind
Do you miss me as much
As I miss you?

Do you ever think about me?
Or am I just an afterthought?
My mind drifts back to the times
When we were happy together

I keep my feelings bottled up
Never letting you know my thoughts
The time we spend together
Is enough to know
That just maybe, somehow
You miss me too