We went from talking everyday
To small things here and there
I think of you all the time,
May as well be a crime
I miss you
I do
I miss, I miss talking to you
The world still spins around
My problems seem so small
But you'll always be on my mind
How was your day?
How was your week?
I fear I'll get to how was your month and I'll lose all hope
Talk to me I'm here
I try to be the bestest friend I can be
But still you'll forget about me
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Update next time I really talk to this person I'll be asking how was your past few months.
-gabby
YOU ARE READING
A look into my universe (a collection of poems/ essays I wrote) 💫
PoetryTitle pretty much explains it,, - - This book probably won't ever be finished,, - - - I am no poet I just write what comes to mind,, - - - - I hope you enjoy this OVER EXAGGERATED version of my life, through my eyes!!
