Missing you ate at my soul
There are things I missed
That were never quite real
But I dreamt of them often
So much they appeared real
I realized missing you doesn't have to mean
The romantic things
No it could mean my friend
It could mean I miss my friend
Because I lost a more than just a boyfriend
I lost a best friend
-you are the only other person I could tell about this
YOU ARE READING
You Are Everything
PoetryA collection of poems for the over thinkers, hopeless romantics, and beautiful souls. May these reach you and help you in any way possible.
