I’m sure we all miss that someone special. The poem speaks what a girl separated from her love feels, and in some way helps readers going through a similar situation to cope with it.
Then she missed him some and some more
It had been an age since they’d talked
Every moment burned her heart more
All she had were memories locked;
Memories, pleasant and painful
In their delirium she survived
The pain was so sweet, it killed her
With the pain of separation, she lived.
Please understand if I don’t reply, he’d said
As long as it’s in our hearts, he’d said
You need to feel it, he’d said
I’ll make it up to you he’d said
Words. They lasted forever, they said.
How could she then forget what he’d said?
Why the constant seed of doubt?
Why was trust such a thin thread?
Possessive, irritable, complaining
Even she couldn’t identify herself.
This was definitely not why he’d loved her
No longer did she like herself.
Words again. They can make or break you
She decided to let them make her.
An article from somewhere
Taught her, corrected her.
It’s ok to miss, better to be missed.
But it should strengthen relationships
Here it was strangling it.
And she knew this one was for keeps.
Love was after all, selfless.
Smile when he was happy
Cringe when he was hurt
Love was after all, pathetically tacky.
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