I hope that when you find someone new, you start missing me and missing us. That when you look into her eyes you will miss mine, that when you feel her touch it won't be as soft as mine, that when she smiles it won't make you smile as wide like I did.
That when you kiss you start missing my lips and how perfect they fitted in yours. That when she starts to want to know your body it won't feel that great.
That when she tries to give you pleasure you won't enjoy it cause you'll be thinking how I made you feel when I was all over you. And reach certain places that she can't make you reach.
That you start missing my voice singing to you, you'll start missing the places we went too.
The endless calls, the wanting, the journey, the yearning, the caring, the love. The love that is, there, was.
The memories how I helped you, how you helped me and all the ways that I helped you.
All those things you'll start to miss from the simple things and the not so simple.
It will make you want me even more. Because you'll realize that she ain't as great nor better woman than me.
Remember the words you once told me?
Because here I repeat them to you because my nightmare came true.
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The Dark Days
PoesíaBased on real life of events and thoughts of a teenage girl that her way of escape is writing...