I'll only miss her

When I think of her

And I'll think of her...

All the time



Likely I'll spend my days

Hearing her turn a phrase

Things I found to praise right now

Would seem sublime...





The truth is

I'll only miss her

When some stranger laughs

Cause it's still her laugh

My heart hears





Maybe in time I guess...

The longing will grow the slightest bit less

And there will be moments, yes

When it disappears...

I'll bet I forget her completely...

In about a hundred years