i miss you. i miss the way you confidently hold my chin up even when i can't myself. i miss the way you embrace me with every bit of strength you have. i miss when you interrupt the silence because i'm too afraid to. i miss the way you look into my eyes. i miss your hair. i miss your laugh. i miss your warmth. i miss you, and i know it's nothing compared to how i'll miss you next year. i honestly don't know how i'll bare it. i try not to think about it. but i know it's going to tear me apart like i've never been torn apart before. because before, i had nothing. and now i have something. and for the first time, i'm going to lose that something. the most important something. i don't know if i'll come out the other side. of course right when i fall in love, i fall in love with you- the one who is compelled to leave. when you say you'll never leave me i almost believe you. you're not a liar. but next year i'll be still here, stuck in this fucking city. and it hurts not only because i'm losing the person i love, but because i'm also losing my best friend. i'll be alone. all alone.
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where my thoughts go to die
Poetryshort poems written when something is consuming me
