I missed you for too long,
in too many ways,
that it became just another part of me;
engraved deeper into my heart with the passing of time.
I would wake up,
stretch,
breathe,
and miss you.
They told me to let it go,
to let you go,
and I would say?
You cannot simply will your heart to stop beating,
that no matter how long you hold your breath for,
you cannot hold it forever,
and I could only stop missing you,
if I stopped being myself entirely.
~e.h
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Poems I Love
PoetryThese are just some random poems that I find, I may make some up, but if I don't make them up, I'll put the poet at the bottom... Thank you! Also, note that some of these may be quotes or song lyrics, not all of them, but some.
