I miss you between pages and lost sleep
I miss you through old streets and tangled sheets
but I'll always miss you
and you've already moved on
boxes packed, heart sealed
while I sit cross legged in a room for two
not sure what else I'm supposed to do
A/N
The truth is i'm always misisng you and i'm not sure how long i can do this
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PoetryA collection of poetry found under lovers nails or stained against your pillow case - highest ranking - #3 poems - #9 in poetry - All rights reserved - © Ruby Smith @desp-erate 2014 Cover by @-grxnge