We weren't made
For each other
I know that
Yet,
I don't know
How not to miss you
Do you know?
Can you teach me?
You are
The love of my life
The love of my life
You have taken
Permanent residence
In the place that
Used to be my heart
Every damn bone in my body
Misses you
I wish you would come back
Even as a shadow
Even as a dream
Oh God,
Can you come back?
No wait
Don't answer that.
YOU ARE READING
P O E T R Y
Poetrypo·et·ry ˈpōətrē/ noun literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a genre of literature. Random Poetry written by me with outfits cho...
