I will miss you here

The thought creeps into my head
The thought of you
Leaving on your trip,
Leaving me behind.

I resist, I resist,
The thought in my head
For now is not the time to fret.

But the day will be here
And soon you will leave
And I will be left
Alone for a week.

I will miss you here
Your presence the most
Also, every other thing
That I have grown to love.


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