Bittersweet I miss you so much, everywhere I turn are constant reminders; The sweet scented rose; how prickly you could be. The hourglass vase; how fragile you were. The delicate flowers; the attention you needed. The changeable weather; your capricious moods. The twinkling stars; your ability to lie. And the dog's soulful eyes; the shit that you sold me. But I still miss you.