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Oct 2011
I miss the freckles on
your shoulders

I miss the way your lids
close over your greyblueblack
eyes and they trace the slits that your
soft lids have made

I miss the way
your face feels in
my palms

I miss my lips in
your palms, darling

I miss being able
to ask you for help
about anything

I miss how you
would never    could never
say no.
     I miss the smile
you'd give me
                      when I offer you chocolate,
                                              or a kiss.


I miss the way you
would laugh with
me about the way
silly words tasted in our
mouths

          I miss your
stinky armpits,
                             I really do.

I miss pulling you close
head on my arms
and face in your neck
and happiness and
a special comfort that
I can't get from anyone
else.

I miss your deep voice,
even on the other end of a phone.

          I miss the way
you would lift me up
and we would dance
on my bedroom floor
like the world
was watching
But for me, it
was just an excuse
to breathe in the scent
of your hair

I miss how I used
to be happy all the
time.

I miss the long car rides
the only car that has
ever felt like a new kind
of home to me

I            miss
the apartment that
I never got to see,
Why not?

I miss the taste of
sweat on your upper lip

I miss your hot skin
burning through mine, penetrating
enough to make me
sweat underneath my *******

I miss wiping the
the burdens
the hurting
                     from your
brow.

I miss crying
into someone's (your)
shirt
          and sniffling
and wow, you smell like love,


love




         I miss the tiny
hairs on the back of
your calves

         I miss sending you
letters, I still write them.
The last one was 8
pages of heartbreak
and you-would-be-so-proud-of me's
but I could never send
it.

        Not Now.
I miss,
             wow
I just,
             I just miss



you.

I miss
             you



                                I miss you
I miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you endlessly I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you



Why didn't you fight for me?


I miss you I miss you I miss you
*I miss you.
michelle reicks
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