I miss you so much that it hurts.
It has been 2 weeks, 1 day, 3 hours and about 15 minutes since we have been together.
I know you are there, but I will not have you.
I have seen you in the mall, the grocery store, on tv ads.
I stopped in my tracks at the sound of your familiar poptop.
Just hearing you fizz made my heart skip a beat.
Oh, how I miss the bubbles that sting my throat and tickle my nose.
Everywhere I turn, you are there. I miss the feel of your ice cold can in my hand.
Water is such loneliness.
Tea pales in comparison to your refreshment.
No one can find your kind of fun in coffee.