Six years

When I watch the Dodgers,
I miss you.
When I want to talk soccer,
I miss you.
The World Cup is coming up,
I miss you.
I love to wear the jerseys you gave me,
I miss you.
I pick up my phone to text you,
I miss you.
I drive by your house sometimes,
I miss you.
When I play with the kids,
I miss you.
When the bill collectors call for you,
I miss you.
When I play playstation,
I miss you.
When people talk about zombies,
I miss you.
You were only fifty-four,
I miss you.
You were always so strong,
I miss you.
When I drive by the golf course,
I miss you.
When I watch the Big Lebowski,
I miss you.
When I need someone to talk to,
I miss you.
The Kings are in the playoffs,
I miss you.
Life has been tough lately,
I miss you.
You were so important to me,
I miss you.
Things have fallen apart,
I miss you.
It is difficult to rebuild without you,
I miss you.
It’s already been six years,
I miss you.
It’s been a long six years,
I miss you.

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