I'm dangerously close to missing you.
I miss
Your lashes batting softly against your cheeks
Your words, the last syllable bouncing in my mind
You, mostly.
I want to scream, but it's been so, so long...

YOU ARE READING
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PoetryI write my poems when I'm bored, Because I can't say what I feel without being forward, I read all night, And sleep all day, Just to keep you all away, I'm sick and tired, Of being w...
Even you leave, eventually
I'm dangerously close to missing you.
I miss
Your lashes batting softly against your cheeks
Your words, the last syllable bouncing in my mind
You, mostly.
I want to scream, but it's been so, so long...