Shitty teenage poems filled with angst

Hits me

Most days I wake up and have my coffee
looking out the window thinking about
the universe or my silly little future.

But today I looked up at the clouds and I
swear I saw your face in them,
I saw the cotton candy skies and thought
about how cotton candy was your favorite.

I then looked in my coffee cup and I remembered
how you would always take one sip of coffee
and save the rest for me, I remember all of it.

I sit here on this Friday afternoon remembering the
days where I spent my Friday afternoons cleaning
my room so you could come stay the weekend,
Weekends filled with late night food fights
and early morning lavender scented cuddles.

Then I went and laid in my bed wrapping myself
In the covers and I swear I can still
smell your perfume and
somehow I can still hear a faint
whisper of "I love you more than anything on this earth" ringing in my ears.

And sadly you're gone so I swore to myself
I would stop wallowing in pity
because you are the one who left me,
and I swore to myself that I would
move on to better beginnings and
that I would stop writing silly love poems
about you.

But on days like this it just hits me