It's been Eight months but I still miss you. When something happens or when I hear a song I still pick up the phone to send you a text. I still wait for a call every day. I keep waiting for you to come through the door. It's been Eight months. Doesn't change a thing. I still wish for you to walk back through the door. I still wait to play video games with you. I still keep the same things we did locked in my mind. I hear your voice in my head every time I go through our texts. It's been Eight months but I still miss you. It's been Eight months Dad.
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Dark Poetry
कविताRandom poems about my feelings. Any images used i do not own unless I specified it as my own. I'm sorry if it sucks im a first time writer any renditions are accepted and constructive criticism or if you ever need to talk my door is always open just...
