Poems of Life

A Missing Piece

There comes a point,
When precious kisses
Left upon our lips,
Is only a glimpse,
Into the past of what we had.
Before I became this sad,
That your hands,
So strong and rough,
Will no longer be there,
To wipe these tears
From my eyes,
That constantly cry,
Or tuck my hair
Behind my ears.
Now that you're gone,
How am I supposed to sleep
Until the dawn?
Messed up makeup,
And crazy hair,
Everyone pretends
Like they've been there,
When reality is,
No one else has had these feelings,
And been able to say "I'm his".
Friends that said they'd always be by my side
No matter how much I cried,
They're right here by me,
Holding my hand,
But they'll never understand
What I feel for you.
Our love was rare,
Our love was true,
But now I'm alone,
One instead of two.
I sit and wait,
Listening for the door,
Waiting for you to come through ,
And say you were just at the store.
I listen and I listen,
But I never hear that sound,
And I'm constantly reminded,
That they just put you in the ground.