jar of hearts (a poetry story)

i miss you

i miss you when i'm trying to sleep at night,

i miss you when i first wake up in the morning,

i miss you when i'm on the bus,

i miss you when i'm out with friends

i stare at my ceiling thinking about you as time passes by

i miss calling you at night,
we used to talk everyday

to you not making an effort

you stopped,

so i stopped

and it's killing me

will i ever admit it?

no,

will i ever tell you?

no,
you don't deserve it

i miss you