I miss your eyes I miss your lips The way you rubbed my face with your fingertips
I miss your skin I miss your kiss These are just a few things that I miss
I could continue for days or weeks Your hair, your hands and your cheeks
You probably think this poem is pointless and it may be so But there is one thing that I want you to know
I miss you and I love you and I always will Even after we both are dead I will love you still
I am sitting here and I don’t have a clue But I swear that every word in this poem will always stand true
It took a while to finally think this through But then I realized that all I am really missing is you
MusicForMurderers · Sun Sep 10, 2006 @ 01:27am · 2 Comments |