I Miss You
I miss you.
I miss your laugh
I miss your accent
I miss our silly, fake arguments
About whose country was better
When we both "secretly" thought the others were better than our own.
I miss you
And I don't know if I'll ever get over you
I miss you.
YOU ARE READING
THE H WORDS
PoetryWritten by, in the teenage years of, a not so special girl, with a not so special past, with a not so special life. Written by a girl who could never write poetry in the first place, but still did so when her emotions spilled over the edge. Writte...
