Miss me

by aquila kalas   Feb 3, 2011


Not one hand to hold, no smile to behold
I walk this lonely street alone
With dry leaves crackling under my feet
Your shadow, your voice hunting me sick
I have shouted, ran, barked, begged, chased with a stick
Yet I am haunted, taunted
My mind assaulted
So I tried to forget sweet words heard
Forget tears shed, promises said, pleadings pleaded
Blood bled, Shed

Is this where you say good-bye,
Where I say till we meet again?
Is this where you disappear, my firefly?
As dreams of us die, beneath my wistfully sigh

Sitting, this boy chin in palm
Watching as his beloved dove forever fly
Leaving, with crazy colored prints, as fast as you came

But as we break up today,
Will you once again look my way?
I know we have loosened your heavy saddle,
But lie to me,
Tell me you will miss me
Even in the smallest little way.

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