I miss the way we talked
the way we laughed
i miss the way you use to look at me
like I was the most beautiful being
you had ever laid your eyes on
I miss the way your eyes lit up
when you talked about your family
i miss sharing my darkest secrets with you
i miss spending time with you
i miss you

YOU ARE READING
The Life of Me
PoetryI'm just a teenage girl, trying to make sense of this crazy world.