Do you know that one person who doesn't know anything about your personal life, but you can talk to about anything? Do you tell them stuff you haven't even told your best friend?
I had a friend like that
I miss him
We talked all the time
All summer
All day
I miss him now
I want to tell him about me
I need someone to tell about how I'm bursting at the seams with emotion
Talking to him always made me happy
I miss him
I miss the way he made me feel
He made me feel like all the monarch butterflies were having a meeting in my stomach
He made feel like I was special, even though I wasn't
He made me feel human
He made me feel like I was on a sugar rush
He made me feel like I was on a roller coaster that only went up
And no, it wasn't a crush
I miss him
I miss talking to him
What have I done?
YOU ARE READING
In the Dark
PoetryI write poems when I can't sleep. I bleed my mind. These poems are unedited, and written in the dark. Some poems are free verse, and some I wrote with a clear rhyming pattern. In some poems, I tried. But I surprise my self sometimes.
