I miss how we used to be,
So vibrant, so honest, so wild and free.
I miss the way you would understand,
Listen carefully and be there when I needed a hand.
I miss our long, random talks at night,
Our private conversations,
Our silly little fights.
I miss the way you could read my mind,
Know what to say,
When words were hard to find.
I miss the way you could brighten my day,
Make me forget the mistakes,
Make the pain go away.
I miss how you made me laugh,
Hate how you made me cry,
Loved how you said you would always be there,
But once again, I forgot that everything you say is a lie.
Complicating A Friendship
I read this story, and it sounds like something that happened to me, almost the same. I couldn't have written a better story of what happened to me and one of my closest friends. I also did...
What I Miss...
Published by Family Friend Poems March 2015 with permission of the Author.
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Try to move on...you could delete all previous chats that will make you go back or still feel that way..