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Dec 2014
I turn my phone on knowing that there isn't a message
But I can't help but to do it anyways
because I miss the feeling I got when you texted me
I miss waking up to your words of encouragement
I miss staying up late just to hear from you
I miss the smile you painted across my face with out even trying
I look through our memories
Crying at what we lost
I want to find it again someday
Bu I know right now your toxic
We tried so hard to hold each other together
but the sun went down
And our peices have fallen apart
I miss your comforting touch
and your soothing words
I miss the texts "good night"
I miss the texts "good morning have a great day"
I miss waking up to you
Maybe this is just growing pains
maybe this is goodbye
But please don't let this be the end
Because I miss texting late into the night
I miss the way I felt talking to you
I miss you
I miss us
We didn't have much but it was ours.
Nena Twedell
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   DC raw love and unknown
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