For once
She is lost in books
Instead of
In his eyes.

these days
i don't miss you
    because
   here after
you are not mine,
for me to miss you.....

you are lost forever
from my eyes,
from my heart,
and finally
from my life too........

When I was 12
I would sit and listen to
love songs and smile
and sing along,
and feel bad when people lost it.
I never understood,
how could someone be so sad?
"They are just a person"
I would think.

Now I know,
sitting up on late nights
looking at old photos
with tears streaming down my face.
Clutching my chest
wishing you were here.
Everyday is like a fight
to see how long it'll take
till you pop on my mind
and crush my soul.
Looking at the sky and knowing
somewhere you are there
and alone.

Now I know
and I hate it.

i thought i was okay
and all of the teary
eyed nights were
over but here i
am all alone in bed
trying not to let
things get too
bad again