Standing right on this edge .
Thinking will you ever love me?
Or you will love the girl you call your girlfriend .
I miss our days
I miss your hugs
I miss your kisses
I miss your warmth
I miss your voice
I miss YOU.
You were my best friend
I need you .
The only thing I am asking for is YOU.
YOU ARE READING
the suicide mind
Poetry"and you left me with bad habits like cracking my knuckles and wearing your sweater because the smell of you still lingers. you left me chewing at the skin of my skin on my lips because maybe just maybe if it's gone the taste of you will be too, but...
