The day before you left,
you asked me to come over.
You needed help packing...
but you really didn't need me there.
I know now it's because you wanted to say goodbye,
before we departed for god knows how long.
Maybe forever?
You told me you were going to miss me,
as you kissed my forehead and nuzzled into my warm body.
You sat there holding me in your bed,
not letting go.
At that moment I didn't think much of it,
but now that your gone and i've said my goodbyes,
I know you care about me
and will miss me like I already miss you.
- K
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My mind, my heart, and my soul.
PoetryA series of poems written to express the things life likes to throw our way. Based on my current feelings, struggles and life goals. My pain, hurt, suffering, heartbreak, love, happiness and everything under the sun. I hope you can find some connect...
