Missing You                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Playing on the swing                                                                                                                  feeling the cold air rush through my hair                                                                         made me think of the fun thing’s                                                                                      we used to do together                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Missing you every second of the day                                                                                         sometimes when I really miss you                                                                                      I can smell the sweet smell                                                                                                        of the cookies we would eat                                                                                                      at the park every Saturday                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        All these thoughts go through                                                                                                 my head when someone mentions                                                                                              your name, like that day I                                                                                                          found out you were killed                                                                                                          all of the tears                                                                                                                               in my eyes that day                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Playing on the swing, missing you                                                                                              but knowing your in a better                                                                                                      place….                                                                                                                                                                       – Serenity Johns –