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Mar 2017
I'm laying in bed with him and all I can think about is you.
And about how lonely I feel beside him.
And how I would never feel lonely beside you.

You fill every space between us and I miss you.
And I'm worried I made a mistake.
I'm worried that I agreed to this too soon.
And I don't know what to do.

Or maybe this happens every time I'm with someone new-
maybe that's a sign that I haven't been paying attention to.

I just honestly have no idea where to go from here.
And I know it's late
And maybe I'm over thinking things
or under thinking
but the point is that I miss you.
Written by
They Call Me Ellen  Canada
(Canada)   
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