Speaking Without a Mouth (Poetry Collection)

Come Over

i miss you and i want you here with me

you dont know how bad i long to see you every day

i wish i could see

i wish we could hug

i hear your voice, but you're not here

as i drink from my coffee mug

the wolf on the side reminds me of you

whenever someone knocks at the door,

i always peak just to see if it's you

i always hope it is . . .

and whenever my phone rings,

i jump for joy to hear you speak

i still blush when you say "i love you"