Missing You
My head hurts
and my eyes begin to water
The touch, the smile, the warmth
But also the pain
Abandonment
The hurt in his voice
It was my fault, yes so I
Took the blame
I thought so low of myslef
While he lived in fame
I cried because I thought he
Didnt deserve to have
Such a whore,
Like me
But everyone saw something
I didnt see
I am smart, intelligent
Full of Life
A mistake I made that
Turned me into an opposite
Reflection
He came back though
and I thought I moved on
Until his hands fit
The touch
When his lips parted into
That smile
When he wrapped his arms
Around me I remembered,
The Warmth
The pain subsided
Because he was back and
We were at it again
Once again he looked
Down on me
He left .
Missing the touch
The smile
Thw Warmth
I cried.
Ignorant, Naive
Dumb they called me
I just responded
I still was just
Missing you.
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