A brief poem about the feeling of missing someone that you enjoy |
Missing you; Wish you were here They don’t love you like I love you I said, I prayed I meant the world, of course And you meant the world to me See, of course I get confused As any boy or man might But my might wasn’t enough To keep you from flying away That day The worst feeling ever Is not feeling special at all It’s truly something To find someone special Someone who can love you for who you are Someone more than a bracelet Or a pillow A person who won’t mind if you Do things that guys aren’t s’pposed to do Like sing in the shower Or cry, or smile I swung on a swing in the park Like a little kid I was thinking of you I was thinking of our dance Our funny foot-shuffle dance In the middle of my living room I was thinking of the cricket-chirps Outside my window I was thinking of you And your eyes The best feeling ever Is feeling needed by someone else To be needed And to need them too It’s like finishing a jigsaw puzzle “Finally!” you say Your chest fills with glee Your stomach fills with butterflies You rise In the morn And every day you feel reborn Your hand on my cheek Woke me up last night But it was merely a dream I wrapped a scarf ‘round my neck Before I stepped out my door It reminded me Of how I wrapped my arms ‘round your waist And told you that I loved you The crisp fall air here Smells like your hair I wish you would rest your head on my shoulder I wish you were here with me I miss you I miss the kiss of your fingers In my hair Oh, how you teased my messy hair You tease me now With the thought of your smile Your honest, un-exaggerated smile I miss you I wish you were here |