Its not u-ko-slavia... its not u-ko-slavia at all
Today i take the time to miss all those faces that mean so much to me.
i looked at your picture today. And missed you.
remembered the first time i saw your constantly toussled head, and your freckled face.
missed your laugh, and your dirty little smirk.
missed your clicking hips rousing me out of depression and making me dance.
dance we would
air guitarring away my hurt.
you were the pretty that i used so others could be jealous.
walking into a room they looked at you and i said
yea thats right you ain't her.
you are not my stripper-named tom cat.
i miss your voice. your sweet little anime voice,
like we were lovers and its our anniversary.
but we weren't and it isn't.
it has just been so long since i've heard my name
from your mouth.
i miss all the freckled-face happiness i used to have.
I miss your slanted eyes so close to my almond ones.
i miss reality t.v remakes at the beach and knowing
you would always be there.
with a snarky remark and healthy pop
and a brightly colored kitchen where we could talk things through
without interruption
from the real world.
i miss the sound of drumming on a table
and pictures of brown pineapples.
miss the yelps of MAMA
miss the way your arms felt around me
as my hoops grazed your beard and you said
I missed you today.
i missed you today.
lets take a drive us four.
lets forget all the tension and hatred
and sing like tammy and marvin
lets eat chicken and dig through malty thrift clothes.
lets cuddle close and watch lost through the constant
of oscars snoring.
remember when we were rose and bernard.
i missed you today.
I missed you all today.
all my mistakes are of the repeatable kind.
who will i miss next.
will the missing ever become less bitter.
willi forget what you look like at night
when the light of day takes away all false hoods
and you are standing there
freckled-face
asking me to come cuddle
or to take a drive
or to have a dance
or for one more cup of coffee and a few more cartons of cigs.
when you are all asking me not to leave.
you asked me not to leave so you all could be the first.
i missed you today....
phantom pangs of friendship.
m
i looked at your picture today. And missed you.
remembered the first time i saw your constantly toussled head, and your freckled face.
missed your laugh, and your dirty little smirk.
missed your clicking hips rousing me out of depression and making me dance.
dance we would
air guitarring away my hurt.
you were the pretty that i used so others could be jealous.
walking into a room they looked at you and i said
yea thats right you ain't her.
you are not my stripper-named tom cat.
i miss your voice. your sweet little anime voice,
like we were lovers and its our anniversary.
but we weren't and it isn't.
it has just been so long since i've heard my name
from your mouth.
i miss all the freckled-face happiness i used to have.
I miss your slanted eyes so close to my almond ones.
i miss reality t.v remakes at the beach and knowing
you would always be there.
with a snarky remark and healthy pop
and a brightly colored kitchen where we could talk things through
without interruption
from the real world.
i miss the sound of drumming on a table
and pictures of brown pineapples.
miss the yelps of MAMA
miss the way your arms felt around me
as my hoops grazed your beard and you said
I missed you today.
i missed you today.
lets take a drive us four.
lets forget all the tension and hatred
and sing like tammy and marvin
lets eat chicken and dig through malty thrift clothes.
lets cuddle close and watch lost through the constant
of oscars snoring.
remember when we were rose and bernard.
i missed you today.
I missed you all today.
all my mistakes are of the repeatable kind.
who will i miss next.
will the missing ever become less bitter.
willi forget what you look like at night
when the light of day takes away all false hoods
and you are standing there
freckled-face
asking me to come cuddle
or to take a drive
or to have a dance
or for one more cup of coffee and a few more cartons of cigs.
when you are all asking me not to leave.
you asked me not to leave so you all could be the first.
i missed you today....
phantom pangs of friendship.
m