The Things You Use To Say

by Chelsea Renae   May 18, 2006


I miss the things you use to say
meant for only me to hear
I'm a different person without you
I don't know that girl looking back at me in the mirror

I miss the touch of your hand
and your lips against mine
when you told me it was over
you said I'd be fine

I miss the way you'd make me laugh
and I'm so far from being ok
I can't stand watching you
not look back as you walk away

I miss the way you made me feel
when you were looking at just me
making the rest of the world disappear
and it was only you I could see

I miss being held in your arms
and the good times that we shared
when I thought I knew you
back when you actually cared

I guess now all those memories
are just getting lost in our past
I was such a fool for thinking
that you and me could last

you don't know how much it hurts
seeing you with her isn't how it should be
and I can't help but wonder
if you really miss me

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  • 17 years ago

    by Catherine

    I realy liked this poem. I can't even start to explain with words how much I liked it.

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