Do you think of me like I think of you
When I am missing you
My heart aches at the mere thought of hope in us again
Yet I know that fire has forever ceased to exist
I don't even think you realize how much you meant to me
Ever since that dark night in November
My heart is barely beating
My lungs are barely breathing
My eyes are barely seeing
And all because of you
My underlying sickness
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The Forgotten Side of the Moon
PoetryA sea of original, random poems that invoke your deepest feelings. ~[RANKED]: #5 out of 122K in POEM 06/19/19~