I wanna call you,
But I don't know what to say.
I need you back,
I have lost my way.
It's been too long,
And I don't know what to do.
It's getting worse,
My demons coming true.
Bleeding from the ribs,
I'm struggling to breathe.
Keeping the mask on,
I'm dying underneath.
All I have are memories,
Memories that live in my head,
Rent free.
Often,
We would go to that Chinese place.
Get all stuffed,
Often spill some soup over your dress.
End of month,
We would both be broke.
Working long nights,
Living off Ramen.
I miss coming home to you;
I miss your smile.
I miss movie nights with you;
I miss those tantrums you used to throw.
I miss you sneaking into my room,
I miss you snuggling up to me.
I miss wrapping you in my arms,
I miss the peace you brought me.
I know you can't hear me,
I know you didn't have a choice.
I know you won't come back,
I know I'll never hear your voice.
But, I'll still ask,
"Does this stupid guy deserve another chance?"
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Pen It Down
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