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  Jun 2015 Skyan Mccombs
Jathan Hall
I just wanna see you again;
I just wanna hear you once more;
You left me all alone in this cold world;
I miss you;
I have sleepless nights with you on my mind;
At dreary hours of the morning I would cry realizing that we'll never be together;
That's the worst of all;
Why can't we just be happy together?
Why are you scared?
Don't be scared nor worried;
I'll treasure you because you're just a valuable piece of art that hasn't been collected as yet;
I wanna make you happy;
See your beautiful smile;
See your golden heart;
I wanna know that you're happy;
I wanna go into deep conversations with you at night;
I want us to talk about life;
Maybe just maybe you can have a different perspective;
You gotta realize I love you and I'm not gonna let you go.
haven't written in a while, kinda rusty
  Jun 2015 Skyan Mccombs
junebabe
We act as if we don't see each other,
but we do
We act as if we do not know each other,
but we do
We act as if we have never spoken.
but we have
We act as if we have no past,
but we do

One thing we don't act on is,
confronting each other of
aches and pains
we both
share

but yet, we continue our ways,
our separate
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  Jun 2015 Skyan Mccombs
T Mike
How would you be,
Like her or me?
Long flowing hair,
Or short and curly?

Small or tall,
Fat or skinny?
Nothing really matters,
Except your personality.

See I'll never know, what could have been,
The cutest little girl, or two boy twins.
It's all in the air, and nobody knows,
An unsolved mystery, a true reality show.

Instead I'll sit and wonder,
About the life you could have lived.
And how it all was taken,
Like a **** Indian gift.

I will always think about you,
And ask myself, "What if?".
Would you have painted the next Mona Lisa,
Or jammed on some killer riff?

You know, I wouldn't care a bit,
In fact, I wouldn't give a ****,
If all you ever amounted to,
Was a good and honest man.

I wish I could go back,
To undo what has been done.
So I could someday hug my daughter,
Or shake the hand of my dear son.

I suppose that all of this,
Is my expression of a sorry.
For the mistake that we have made,
Will remain my greatest folly.
  Jun 2015 Skyan Mccombs
Kirsten Lovely
I see you in the halls sometimes
And thoughts go through my head
Memories flash, I'm taken back
Suddenly I'm filled with dread.
It's not some bad memories, no,
It's really only you
I wonder if you remember
Do you remember like I do?
Those talks we had, times we shared
Was it really just a show?
You were my friend, keyword were,
Tell me, why'd you have to go?
I miss you, dear
You're all I got
I know you're gone, and maybe you're glad
Listen dear, just know I'm not.
I lost a friend, a confidant
My very best and all
Just know I still remember
When I see you in the halls.
  Jun 2015 Skyan Mccombs
Riya
I walk by all the places where our memories were created,
I still dream of our last kiss and that memory leaves me haunted,
Even though my friends tell me you ask about me all the time,
I still cry myself to sleep thinking about you and your eyes.

I always wish you were beside me telling me, its going to be alright
Because his touch doesn't make my skin feel alight.
I go to sleep beside him when I really want to be with you.
The words you wrote me still play in a loop inside my head,
The I Love You's you wrote are embedded in my brain

Sometimes I start to wonder if I made the right choice
I know what we had can never be a lie.

But I'm not fine at all

I remember the day I told you I was leaving,
I remember the tears pooling in your eyes,
When I walked away, you told me
"You promised you wouldn't run away"

I wish I could turn back time,
To work through all these stupid little things
I know that I don't want to forget you,
And all the happiness that you always bring.
Like the way our bodiesĀ fit perfectly,
And the memories I can never forget.

I'm not fine at all

The pictures that we took are still living on my wall...
I admit that I look at them every night before I bawl.
And all my friends keep asking why you're not around

Although it hurts to know you're happy with her and not me,
I still smile every time I see you laugh,
And I smile when you drum.
It's hard to be happy when I know that you've moved on

I wish I could tell you that I am never fine,
And that I haven't been since that night.

I'm really not fine at all.

I really wish this was a dream,
So when I wake up you'll be right next to me.
Hopefully this is just a dream ,
When I wake up I'll feel your hands wrapped around me.
This is a response to 5 Seconds of Summer's song Amnesia

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