I'll Only Miss Her When I Think of Her

I'll only miss her when I think of her

And I'll think of her all the time

Likely I'll spend my days

Hearing her turn of a phrase

Things I found hard to praise

Right now would seem sublime

The truth is

I'll only miss her when some stranger laughs

'Cause it's still her laugh my heart hears

Maybe in time, I guess

The longing will grow the slightest bit less

And there will be moments, yes

When it disappears

I'll bet I forget her completely

In about a hundred years