compilations of my poems

I MISS THE GUY

I miss the times

When he would phone me every night.

I miss the sound

Of his voice telling me sweet good nights.

I miss the face

That would make me smile all day.

I miss everything

That he would do just to make me stay.

I miss him so much

That I wish he'd come back.

I miss him so much

That it hurts so bad.

I miss the guy

Who used to wish me luck.

I miss the guy

Whom I thought would love me back,

Then left one day, came back

But never remembered his past.