I know we don't say it much
But I know we both feel it
So unbearably heavy on our hearts
Regretting the time we wasted
The things that should've been said
But instead we paused in those moments
Second guessed and went on our separate ways
It's nights like this
When I wish you were holding me
My heart tries to touch yours
But you're just out of reach
Right when we said goodbye
I wanted to cry
I wanted to drop my knees to the floor
Begging you
Not to do this to me again
Every single night I crawl into bed alone
And every single night my heart cracks just a little
A small fracture in the structure
I need you
Damn it
I'm weak
I'm vulnerable
But I don't care
I miss you Keyon
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PoetryThis is the tale of emotions gone rogue. They stole a depressing '69 Mini Cooper Country Man. Denial is driving. Anger is smoking a cigarette in the passenger seat. Identity is nowhere to be found. The red flags are in the trunk. Okay, not seriously...
