I miss him so much. I miss his voice. I miss his kiss. I miss his touch. I miss his face. I miss his lips. I miss his hands as they touch me. I miss his arms around me. I miss me when I am with him. I miss the me that I am when he is near me. I miss the me I am when we kiss. I miss how he makes me feel. I miss being wanted. I miss being sung to. I miss laughing. I miss his silliness. I miss feeling him. I miss it all.
I wish I could take back what happened. I wish things hadn't gotten so crazy. I wish I wasn't so crazy. I wish I wasn't so unbalanced. I wish I wasn't so selfish. I wish I wasn't so whorish. I wish I didn't crave attention the way I do. I wish I could fix this.
I just don't think I can.
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