Small Town, big woods, annoying neighbors and walks down the road.
Late nights, bike rides, big fights.
Free time, me time, freedom and such.
And now that it's gone I miss it so much.
Familiar places, friendly faces.
Car rides, and late night plans to the movies,
New life, lonely nights, something's missing.
Crying, smiling, screaming and fighting, a jumbled mess that I am not fine with.
I miss that, I miss them, I miss you, I can't do this but I know I have to.
"A few more years" I tell myself over and over.
It's just within my reach, I can almost feel it, my old life, my old friends, family, those familiar places, my own life, I can nearly feel it.
But not quite, just have to get used to this new life.
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A heart poured out
PoetryMy Poems created deep within, transferred from my heart to yours.
