FUCK!!!!!!!!!
I hate missing you!
It fucking hurts like hell...
Where are you...
I can tell people I love them,
I can tell them they mean the world,
But they don't pop up in my head like you do...
Hold on,
I still want you...
Come back,
I need you...
Why did I mess shit up?
Why did I have to hurt you...
Fuck...
I just miss you,
I miss us.
Whenever I get close to someone,
I remember how we were in love,
And how I messed things up.
So now,
I'm frightened to get near anyone...
And whenever I do,
I get screwed over.
Fuck my life and the drama in it.
I try to stay away from drama,
But it fucking doesn't work....
I miss you...
I miss us.
Dedicated to Cole Shand. I fucking miss you and hate your guts for how much I love you. You are still my world.
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Short Poems
PoetryWritten: October 23, 2017 By: Jessica Thompson Short poems put together through time December 19, 2016 to current days. So please enjoy, they are my thoughts, and feelings, and everything.
