Everyday

What I feel every day.

Monday came, it wasn't the same.
Then Tuesday, it was just another day.
Wednesday, I prayed again today.
Thursday, oh how I wish you were here.
Finally Friday, I'd rather die.
Saturday and Sunday passed. They were just a blur.
Everyday, I miss you even more.

Reviews

[Ronin_Kieran]

first line "it wasn't the same"

if it "was the same" wouldn't it give more a contining endless same old feeling.
wasn't the same, implies changes, and the rest the piece is about constant consistent longing. (my opinion)

[AmandaFuller]

It might actually be more consistent and sound better. Thanks