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Sep 2014
The pain gets worse each day
Cuz I'll never love this way again
The smell of this old t shirt you gave me
Hurts so bad
I can be without you
This lonely day does not make me sad
But thinking of the many ahead
Kills me inside.
I wish you were here to hold me
To hug me
Kiss me
Sing with me
Laugh with me
I know two years is so short
But it feels so long already
And theres nothing i can do
So I'll cry into this t shirt
And hide the way i feel
Numb myself
Fake a smile  
And then
I'll be "okay".

Even though i know when you come back

You wont come back to me.
Wilted Seaweed
Written by
Wilted Seaweed  Utah
(Utah)   
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   Dreiliece and ryn
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