What I miss,
Is the talks we used to have,
Where we said whatever,
And understood each other,
Just a little bit more.
I miss,
Is the feeling you always gave me,
Like I really was the world,
If not for the day, but for the moment,
when we were together.
I miss,
Your face when you smile,
It seemed to always brighten my day,
Your eyes when they sparkled,
When you looked my way.
I miss,
Your laugh from all the times we joked,
When nothing mattered to me,
Nothing more then your happiness,
When you were my world.
I miss,
When my heart skips a beat,
when ever I heard your name,
When ever I heard your voice,
When ever you touched me,
And looked at me.
I miss,
Your back, like the day you went,
With the look of regret,
It was the saddest I ever seen,
But I know you loved me,
Jsut by the pain on your face,
When you said goodbye.
What I miss,
Was saying I loved you,
And never getting the chance.
by
breatheposted on 02/26/2009
this is a really gorgeous poem
really good work.
i suppose it isnt work though
is it. Its many emotions and feelings put into words on this site, that you are shearing, which i find amazing and brave. I like this.
love and light Angel xo