Truth is
I'm gonna fucking miss you kid
No sad songs can fix that
No amount of poems
Rhyming words that shouldn't work
You're gonna be away
And truth is
There will be girls
Who aren't me
That doesn't really scare
Me
The thing that scares
me
Is that you won't be with
Me
Cause in order to know loneliness
You have to know
The opposite?
Would you look at that
I guess words fail
I'll miss you
I'll miss you
I'll miss you
How much can I say it!?
Maybe if I put it on a record track
The record scratch
Then I will finally be a broken record
I'll
I'll
I'll miss you kiddo
I
I
I love you kiddo
There's only so many tears I can want to cry
Before I have to say goodbye.
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Results of a Restless Mind
PoetryA book of poems created by a sleepless mind and an open heart "I'm sorry that my heartbeat is louder than my thoughts." Completed 11/8/20
