I Dont Miss You

I see the meaning of being lonely.
My world has you and me only.
You or me, whom to blame?
For this, Fate’s cruel game.
I’m now left beaten and lame;
In midst of your memories’ flame.
My dear, you I don’t miss.
I feel you in the breeze’s kiss,
See you in my daily dream,
Hear you in the giggling stream.
You smile at me in every bloom

and relieve me of the eternal gloom.
In the waves I see you walk
And in music, hear you talk.
In the child’s, I see you sleep,
In the flowery dew, oh! Your weep.
I live in a world of You,
The life of an oily dew.
My dear, you, I don’t miss;
I survive, thanks this dreamy bliss…