You
Every inch of you
Has touched some piece of me
Some parts of me that are sad
The part of me that's happy
The side that's depressed
Yet I still need you somehow someway
And you're not here not now
Not tomorrow not the day after that
But yet here I am wishing for you to be back here
Back in my arms the ones that once held you tightly
The ones that continue to wish to hold you
The one that wants you all the time.
You never really left did you?
Of course not you sure do linger.
YOU ARE READING
Maybe poetry?
ŞiirThis might be poetry it might not but I have a lot to day but not enough words to say it with
