i like to pretend that you're still out there somewhere
maybe you're drawing your dog somewhere or reading your favorite book that was so worn it had enough tape on it to stock an office supplies store
you could be sitting outside playing the ukulele talking and singing to the birds
or you're making stupid jokes with your family
i like to pretend that we'll run into each other and pick up right where we left off
you'll give me a hug like you always did whenever we saw each other
it's silly to pretend because i know
you're not doing those things
you're not here
you're not anywhere
you're gone
i miss you every single day and i wish that you were doing all those things and more
YOU ARE READING
things ill never say (poetry)
Poetrypoems written about my trauma, past abuse, heartache, suicidal tendencies, and other things of that nature along with some lighter poems. most will be triggering. please read with caution.
