End

by | Mar 1, 2008 | Poetry | 0 comments

I miss the way you walk past me and brush your fingers through ma hair,
I miss the way that you talk to me and your voice seemed to care,
I miss the way i would wake up and you would always be there,
I miss the way that you always gave me that lovin stare,

I miss you with all ma heart and that i cant pretend,
I miss you as a lover and also as friend,
I miss you and i wish that this pain would end,
I miss you, I miss the way, but .
THIS IS THE END.

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