Missing Mists

Mist clouds the edge
of a mountain
of missing you,
seems I climb to the top
and it gets higher
every day,
the mountain
of missing you,
missing too much
in this missing you,
the simplest touch
another missing you,
missing you
the way a bird
would miss its wings
want to fly to you
so missing you,
while there is you
in this world,
I'd love what there is
of you in this world,
love every part of you
except kept apart
from you,
to missing you
in this world,
don't want to be
missing you
in this world,
instead of having
what there is of you
in this world.
The gear turns,
Wherever you are
I am missing, missing you.
where are you,
I am waiting, missing you.
Come back...
I'm missing you
trying to climb up,
that growing mountain,
trying to move,
that growing mountain
of missing you,
it has happened
in this world before,
this kind of missing you
this time
it's worse
this missing you,
mist clouds the edge
of a mountain
of missing you,
missing too much
in this missing you.