» Poem: What I Miss... |
What I Miss...
written by AloneInHell35804:08 AM 3/14/05When can we talk?
When can we work shit out?
I miss you,
You’re my life
and you’re my soul.
I miss the old times,
When there was no fighting.
The times when we laughed,
And talked all night.
Those nights we stayed up ‘til 3am,
To see the sunrise and then the sunset.
I miss the old times,
When we could share our thoughts,
Our inner most secrets,
And our latest crushes.
I miss the old times,
When we would go outside,
Just to throw the ball around,
To jump on the trampoline,
Or just walk the dog.
I miss the old times,
When you laid your head on my shoulder,
And cried about how he broke you heart.
Or when you wrapped your arm around me,
And told me that everything would be alright.
I miss the old times,
When there was no fighting,
When we were still young,
And the lies were never thought of.
I miss the old times,
Of spending time with my sister,
My best friend,
My other half.
The time I miss most of all is when,
Me and you were known as the twins… |
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This was written to my friend after I thought I lost her.... We are like sisters! Tell me what you think!!! [ View AloneInHell358's Profile ] [ Go to the Poetry Portal ] This Poem has been viewed 129 times
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» Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (3-14-2005 - 08:17 AM)
wow. u made me cry thats not nice. the poem was great and expreced hwo i feel abotu my sisters. ok i'll try and stop crying ur so mean. |
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