.i miss you. im so sorry for all ive done.
.i miss your smile. and knowing i was your only one.
.i miss your laugh. even if you were laughing at me.
.i miss your touch. in your arms knowing i was safe and free.
.i miss your voice. when late at night you just listened to me cry.
.i miss your comfort. you were always by my side.
.i miss your love. because i knew it was all mine.
.i miss how you looked at me. like i was the only thing youd ever want.
.i miss smiling with you. and how our love id always flaunt.
.i miss how we were. even if we often fought.
.i miss listening. there was so much you taught.
.i miss kissing you. i miss loving you.
.i miss holding your hand. the moments we shared were so few.
.i miss you baby. come back please.
.i miss everything we had. im begging, im on my knees.


**I MISS YOU

An easy pattern almost seeming consecutive
You see it again and again as the original was relative
To what had occurred before the first choice was made
As looking back seems to have become a downgrade

So you pick up speed hoping not to get left behind
Seconds that should take hours as your time travel unwinds
Running and gasping for air as you began struggling to respirate
Unaware of the true speed you were going, moving at a high rate

Now wanting to stop, seeing your path's end up ahead
Sweating with regret from the path you chose to be lead
Begging for help, now that you are in desperate need
Now knowing that you can't grow a plant first before you sow your seed

\he was like untocuhed snow;
cold, exciting, new, beautiful
and i was like a february sun;
explosive, dangerous, lying, false-
melting him until he disappears\

\he was different, yet the same,
i could see some strange light in his eyes,
and it excited me and scared me to death
at the same time\

\i still don't realize how his smile
brightened up my morning, and
made my day better\

\he was my one and only,
and even though i will never
get to touch his neck with my lips
and taste alcohol off his mouth,
at least i got the pleasure of being
in his presence and got the privelege
of him laying his eyes on mine,
being the reason for his smile\