How many ways can I say, “I miss you”
without sounding like a needy loser?
I want to call you and tell you I love you.
Even though I’ll probably just end up asking about your day.
There’s a wall I can’t break through.
Not without hurting you.
Am I obsessive?
Am I compulsive?
Am I crazy?
I love you.
There, I said it.
Really.
You don’t know how
Long I’ve wanted to.
I was scared to lose you.
But now you’re gone
And I’m still here.
In tears.
Behind a pair
Of shades darkly clear.
From the next car,
It just looks like
I’m distant.
When really, I’m
Thinking of you.
I used to think
Heart break was just a word
But in all truth,
Nothing hurts worse.
The hole is just a gaping
Wound in my chest
Right where my heart
Used to be.
It was painless when
I gave it to you.
But now that you don’t want it,
I can’t bear to see it waste
Away.
You know I don’t
Cry very easily
So why can’t I stop
These streams down my face?
I didn’t know
Crying a river
Was possible.
Even in the slightest.
My mind is like the ocean
And I’m drowning in
My own thoughts
Because I forgot how to swim
Pathetic, indeed.
I made a mix tape of
Songs I don’t listen to.
It seems so stupid
But they remind me of you.
My mind is running in circles
And I’m going nowhere fast
I can’t change your mind
Once the die is cast
I could write a novel for you
About how happy we should be
And you in turn, would do
Absolutely nothing for me.
This poem *****
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 2:08 PM UTC
How many ways can I say, “I miss you”
without sounding like a needy loser?
I want to call you and tell you I love you.
Even though I’ll probably just end up asking about your day.
There’s a wall I can’t break through.
Not without hurting you.
Am I obsessive?
Am I compulsive?
Am I crazy?
I love you.
There, I said it.
Really.
You don’t know how
Long I’ve wanted to.
I was scared to lose you.
But now you’re gone
And I’m still here.
In tears.
Behind a pair
Of shades darkly clear.
From the next car,
It just looks like
I’m distant.
When really, I’m
Thinking of you.
I used to think
Heart break was just a word
But in all truth,
Nothing hurts worse.
The hole is just a gaping
Wound in my chest
Right where my heart
Used to be.
It was painless when
I gave it to you.
But now that you don’t want it,
I can’t bear to see it waste
Away.
You know I don’t
Cry very easily
So why can’t I stop
These streams down my face?
I didn’t know
Crying a river
Was possible.
Even in the slightest.
My mind is like the ocean
And I’m drowning in
My own thoughts
Because I forgot how to swim
Pathetic, indeed.
I made a mix tape of
Songs I don’t listen to.
It seems so stupid
But they remind me of you.
My mind is running in circles
And I’m going nowhere fast
I can’t change your mind
Once the die is cast
I could write a novel for you
About how happy we should be
And you in turn, would do
Absolutely nothing for me.
This poem *****
Wrote this one four years ago. Finally decided to release the hound.
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