I miss you,
your laugh.
your smile.
the way you make me feel whole.
now that your gone somethings missing inside me,
i don’t know why this had to happen but it did,
god didn’t want you in my life anymore.
your gone.
away.
your like the leaves.
every season you change colors and leave.
you form into a different person and sometimes i don’t know its you.
one day, you’ll change so much, that you’ll become a stranger.
and at the end, i’ll find out that its me, who made you become someone that i don’t recognize anymore.
This poem makes me think.
is that a bad thing or a good thing.
It’s another way to say that the poem is inspirational :-)
well thank you. :D