I'm so tired of crying
It makes me feel see-through
I'm so tired of trying
Because I still miss you
I've always wanted to be brave
But when I face the storm I can't brave it
There's so much that I want to say
But there's never any time to say it
They'll tell me it's a phase
And they'll tell me it wont last
But when I see your face
I see a future and a past
Something's changed about you
But I don't know what it means
Does it show that you've moved
And that you're better off without me?
I don't think you read these anymore
So I guess I can spill my heart
To my few readers in the world
About how we seem to have grown apart
I've missed you ever since
They placed a million rules infront of me
It seems I never really let go, hence,
The fact that you're now part of everything I think
I know I may not mean much to you
I suppose I understand if you no longer care
Though after all that we've been through
Just know that you've always been in my heart somewhere
I've always loved you in some way or form
Never been able to easily push you away
And since I don't think you read these anymore
Its can say that in your arms was always my favorite place
The wise people call it 'young love'
And they deem in worthless
But it's all I have
With out it I'd be nearly heartless
You mean the world to me
And nothing they can say will change that
If it's not some kind of love, I may as well be nothing
A mind lost in nothing but black
So I suppose what I'm trying to say
Is that I've missed you now more than ever
I've messed up in the past and am still trying to fix it today
But I still care so much about you, and will forever
I've had so many doubts
That it's hard to keep things straight in my head
But if you weren't here, I couldn't live life out
You will always be part of the reason this life isn't dead
Song: Five For Fighting "100 years"

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Unsent Letters
PoetryUnsent Letters. We all have them. They're that one thing that we keep from the world, That one side of us that we never let anyone see, Those few words that we wish we could say These are a collection of poems, written to be letters Just a few more...