Strange to think how the days have now changed

What used to get me through is shrouded in haze

The little things that made the hours race

Are the ones I miss now as the seconds lose pace

A simple few words written on a screen

Or a stolen embrace where we could not be seen

Far from special just the everyday mundane

The moments we shared until our bond was slain

But is it you I miss or just the memory of us

The person whom I loved or that feeling of trust

The truth would be both but mostly the latter

From you I’ve moved on its the connection that matters