Sometimes I miss you.
I remember the times you made me as happy as I could be,
then I miss you.
I remember the drive you gave me,
the motivation,
the edge,
and then I miss you.
I remember others trying to bring you down,
and the way you quickly got up again.
Or the times you fought through
the toughest moments in your life
with courage and determination.
You were truly an inspiration,
and I miss you.
The pain that you went through,
and yet you pushed through,
without an issue.
I miss you.
And now I'm down,
not getting any younger,
and feel miserable.
Where are you now,
When I really need you,
To see me through,
and be you.
I miss me,
I miss the strong,
fearless,
determined,
Me.
I miss the days I loved
who I used to see,
in my reflection,
without rejection,
I miss the me
who used to be.