Calling me at midnight to go out.
Telling me that you missed me.
Do you really miss me?
Or do you just need some company?
Missed and miss will never be the same.
I will forever know difference, babe.
You confuse me sometimes,
Telling you like the girl, but you miss the other.
I think it is so stupid.
Caging yourself with the past with her,
When it's totally just a nonsense excuse
Of you afraid of being left behind.
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101 Poems About Him
Poetry"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵, 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦; 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦." Have you ever been in lov...
