Faking to Make it

I see you everyday, you are all around me
Joking, smiling, laughing and making faces
But I don’t feel you, I don’t feel you around me
I miss you, Maybe it my conscience,
It might even be my imagination, an unrealistic
But what I know is that I miss you more

I don’t feel complete, Incompleteness is part of my life
The life I chose to love, without you forever
But who is to blame? Me? You? Or another?
Whoever it is, do you feel the same?
Do you feel what I feel?

I miss you to the core. The deep feeling makes me blue
Makes me sick,that’s how much I miss you!But do you miss me?

I search for you when you are around
Overlooking the inbetween lines
I need to call you but I can't
Rather I will make mayself suffer
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Miss you more,
fake happiness, till I make it!