Random Poems

I miss him

I miss his calming brown eyes,
I miss his one in a million sense of fashion,
I miss his joyful laugh that even makes the sun shines brighter,
I miss his pretty little bundle of joy.
I miss his warm and comforting hands.
I miss his long, meaningful hugs that seemed to freeze the time.
I miss his angelic voice, the one that soothes me to sleep,
But he doesn't miss me,
Nor remember me.
I'm just a boring chapter that's been ripped from a novel.
Gone and forgotten.
But it's better this way.
He seems much happier now.
I just miss him.