Wrote this tonight while listening to this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XPlCAqtfyRI

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I miss. 
 

I miss the warmth of the air in my lungs

that used to parade, dance ever so freely,

but now sits as stagnant as a stone in black water. 
 

I miss my most beautiful Dani baby,

who used to shake the blue skies with her laughter,

but now lies sleeping beneath the dust of last summer.
 

I miss the old smell of our dormitory hallways,

that used to serve as constant, communal sanctuaries

but now dwell, overrun by the most unfamiliar faces.
 

I miss the most tender touch of my Mema,

who used to smile bright as the dawning daybreak,

but now rests in the midst of a cold, ceramic whitewall. 
 

I miss the sweetness of my father’s own father,

who used to wear the softest of Spring-coloured sweaters,

but now sings a peace song from the great deep below.
 

I miss my health.

I miss my friends.

I miss my family.

I miss my joy.
 

I miss.