i want to tell you i miss you but every time i try to get the words to come out they don't. maybe it's because i know you don't miss me half as much.
i want to tell you i love you but every time i almost say it i erase what i'm typing. maybe it's because i know you'd never feel the same.
i want to tell you i need you but when i want to, you open what i send you and don't reply. i guess i never get the chance.
people tell me i'm good with words, but when it comes to you, everything comes out all jumbled.
a while ago you told me everything would be different if i was closer. i wish 2000 miles didn't have to be the thing that made this so hard. you promised it wouldn't.
i miss you more than words can explain. maybe you miss me too, but i haven't heard your voice in almost 4 months and i feel like i can't remember how deep it is.
please come back to me soon.
n.s.
YOU ARE READING
well, that didn't work: an autobiography
Poetryeverything i've never had the courage to say.