Looking back
Back at pictures
Of when we were little
And didn't have a care in the world.
Those were the days
I miss the most
Cherish the most
Remember the most
Love the most.
I miss you so much
And wish we lived together again.
But that's quiet impossible
When you live 500 miles away.
And it's impossible when
You don't want to speak to me anymore
Or tell me you don't care about me
Or that everything I said to you last night
Was all a lie
And that I was just saying that.
When it wasn't a lie
It was all true
Because I miss you like crazy
And I wish that you would just see that.
-JM.
YOU ARE READING
Suicide eyes.
PoetryA bunch of sad poems but occasionally happy ones. All but a few are actually events that have happened to me in these past 4 years. A new poem almost everyday. I hope you like them, comment and tell me what you think. Thanks. You're all so lovely (:
