I miss the nights
That you held me in your arms
And your hand in my hair
Was my favourite alarm
Now my hair is still greasy
Cause I can't wash off the way you touched it
With a lot of regrets
Here I sit
Wondering where I went wrong
And why I let you go
When I walk past you
I can't even bring myself to say hello
I miss the days
When I didn't feel good
And didn't have to say anything
But you still understood
We didn't have to talk
We just hugged for an hour or two
And feeling trapped in arms that aren't around now
Is a remaining piece of you
When I see you anywhere now
I can't say hello
Cause I can't bring myself
To letting you go
I feel bad about feeling the way I do
Cause now sorrow, too much love and pain
Are the pieces of you
That remain.

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Poem Collection
PoetryHere are the poems I've written and sometimes little backstories about why I wrote them. Enjoy my art :)