Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2020
Imy
I Miss You haunts me in bubbly blue
Young sapling memories, they're all of you
I've grown since you left.

My young ghost haunts me in bubbly blue
She would have said it back and meant it too
But I don't mean it.
Written by
Kendra
  53
   Eli
Please log in to view and add comments on poems