i miss the way you got jealous
i miss the way i would only talk to you
i miss the way you would always make sure
that everyone knew i was yours
in some way your controlling behavior made me feel whole
like the way you loved was just what i needed
to feel loved and obsessed over
i know it wasn't healthy
but damn it felt good
too feel like i was the only thing
that made you feel understood
YOU ARE READING
I miss him
Poetryhere lies a chronicle of grief, sadness, and personal emotion i hope it might make someone feel less alone
