Sunday, June 7, 2015

Miss


I miss the simple conversations
I miss the silences in between
I miss the clatter in the kitchen
That always seemed to help me sleep
But most of all, I miss you
I miss the way that you could move me
With just one corner of your smile
The gentle way that you could save me
With just a want to in your eyes
But most of all, I miss you
I miss the way you’d made me better
I miss the touch that made me melt
I miss being wrapped up in you, baby
Instead of wrapped up in pillows
But most of all, I miss you
I know I drew a line in the sand that I can’t cross back over
I know baby you’ll be fine
But if you don’t mind I’ll never recover
Never recover
I miss the simple conversations
I miss the silences in between
I miss that little bit of hope,
You might be coming back to me
But most of all,
But most of all, I miss you
And I can't get you off my mind
And nobody knows it but me

I stare at your photograph
Still sleep in the shirt you left
And nobody knows it but me

Everyday I wipe my tears away
So many nights I've prayed for you to say

I should've been chasing you

And maybe I could've made you believe
That what we had was all we'd ever need

My friends think I'm moving on
But the truth is I'm not that strong
And nobody knows it but me

And I've kept all the words you said
In a box underneath my bed
And nobody knows it but me

But if you're happy I'll get through somehow
But the truth is that I've been screaming out

I should've been trying to prove
That you were all that mattered to me
I should've said all the things that I kept inside of me

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