You are between the lines in my emails
You are in the face of my coworker
You are in the laughter of a teenager on the T
You are in the peel of every banana I eat
You are in the absence of my tears
Your are in the movies I watch
You are in sporatic moment with the family
You are in the lining of my hunger pains
And yet you are not here at all
You are not here to yell at when you bug me
You are not here to cheer for BYU
You are not here to ask a million annoying questions
You are not here to copy me
You are not here to tell me how hard life treats you
You are not here to tell me about the girl crush you have
You are not here to ask the mail man to play basketball
You are not here to hug me or kiss me on the cheek
For all the moments you are not here
I thank God for all the memories I have
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
inbetween
Posted by Kylee at 9:34 PM
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