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Jan 2015
You know, I have been doing pretty good.
Pretending everything is ok and not letting anything bother me.
Thinking of you all day every day, but not actually thinking about you.
Finally realizing that you aren't ever coming back.
But now I sit here, at 1:13 in the morning, missing you.
Not the way I've missed you since I went numb.
Not even the way I missed you when you first left me.
Not missing how happy we were or anything, even though I do.
I just miss you.
I can't really explain it, and I'm not gonna try.
I'm not blowing it off, I'm not gonna cry.
I'm just gonna sit here, reminisce, and miss you.
I wish I could just talk to you. Even just reading a txt from you would make my day. This is by far the hardest thing I have ever been through. Do you miss me at all?
Written by
Joe Spicher  United States
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