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By Quinton

This isnt a poem. Its the way that i feel right now. With every breath i take, and every smile i fake My heart breaks more and more I hear the phone ring, hoping its good news Only to realize it isnt you And suddenly my nightmares are coming true I miss your warm smile, the way you laugh And those cold nights so long agoe, when you were the only one holding me back, telling me everything would be ok But im sorry...im sorry for not telling you i loved you sooner, im sorry for taking your time for granted, and leaving you stranded I just wish you would come home, back to the place that you belong But its an untrue dream So instead, stay strong, if not for you then me Your memory is in my soul, reminding me everyday of your warm smile And comforting me in the night when you can't be there Your memory...my blanket of emotion, protection, and sudden pain It's now i know, it's you that keeps pushing me on Even though your gone

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