TW: A cuss word, mention of death
I miss you
I miss you so, so fucking much.
I miss the way you smile at me
I miss the way you talk about everything to me
I miss the way it feels with your arms around my neck
I miss the weight of you on my lap
I miss the way you cling to me when you are scared.
I hate not knowing you're safe.
I miss her.
I miss the way you played with my hair
Miss your sweet voice when she would read to me
I miss her getting on me about my bedroom being a mess
I miss the food you used to make
I miss your odd humor
I miss the story's you told me of when you were young.
I hate not knowing where you are in this crazy universe.
I hate that you never got to meet eachother.
Atleast I can see one of you again, one day, and possibly the other the next.
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My Poems/Quotes
PuisiSome really bad, some a bit better. If you don't like poems...then why are you reading this? I thought the title was pretty clear. It's mainly just a teenager overthinking everything all the time. Feel free to skip if ya want. #4 #lifestuff #1 #toxi...
