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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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KDeacon

I am a teen mother who aspires to become a Neuropsychologist , I love to read and write . I use poetry as my great escape from the inescapable.

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