I miss you
Like I miss the hole in my head
Not at all before I found you
But you're all that's there now
And I dont remember who I was
All that I am is the product
Of emotions that were not long found
I only knew you for four days
But you left a mark on my brain
A hole in my head
Is where you used to rest
Before you bit the bullet
And took yourself with it
You cut me off
To the quick
You left me standing still
No motor function
A ball of useless nerves
And I wasnt right thinking right
You stole a piece of my mind
You really fucking did me in
With your lack of love
And pretending that I was enough
And my feelings of not being enough
Were exacerbated by my impatience
I'm enslaved to over contemplate
Trying not to over complicate
The age of trying to over compensate
The presence of you has up and left
But you're lingering like sand in wet hands
I didnt like you very much
To that I can attest
I just miss the feeling
Of being a first choice
Or maybe even the only one
In your head
It was never like that
Not with anyone else
I miss you
Like I miss the hole in my head
I miss you
Like I miss the hole in my chest
I think I might miss you
Until the day that I'm dead
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Litany by Nailinthewall
PoetryA book of short poems, prose and passages written during a period of my life. I could get famous one day, be one of the first people who can say I knew them before they were popular! You know you want to....
