Poems and stuff

when i say i miss you

you arise from my dreams 

once the sun is out of sight

but its not what it seems

as soon as i hit the sunlight

and every turn and every breath

should make me think of you

how can i breathe; alas, my death

because i thought it through

thinking can destroy me

as much as weapons can

how happy can i be

if i know i hurt you then

with every single mention 

of a simple little thing

it increases all my tension

because you were my everything

somehow i want to give

the love i have for you

but i cant drive you to hate

nor even love me too

old habits and strong desires

seem to fade by time

but nothing seems to drench the fires

of a lovely crime

when i say i miss you,

i say im sorry for hurting you

but i guess im scared to say it

and the past; we cant undo

when i say i miss you,

its the truth, i really do

take my heart out of my chest

in which i gift to you