Another sappy poem.

I miss talking for hours

About everything and nothing

I miss laughing about life

And acting younger than our age

I miss holding you at night

And feeling safe in your arms

I loved it when you watched me

Sleeping beside you

I loved it when you

Would stroke my hair

I miss the wet willies

And the squeals that ensued

I miss the love we felt

Where did it go?

Where did it all go?

When will it return?

Watching from a distance

Setting the lighthouse to high

Guiding you to me

With everything that I have

Please come back to me.I know I have done wrong

I know I’ve done a lot wrong

Where did we go?

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  • cybertruth on Jun 22, 2009

    ok gonna sound all gay here for a minute, but that kind of threw me. All ready for one of your dark wonders, and this. it was beautiful, actually. made me ache a little. if this isnt fiction, i hope he finds his way back to you. it reminded me, in an odd sort of way, how grateful i am for my wife. and now im going to go belch to feel manly again.

  • Kristy Elliott on Jun 23, 2009

    Thank you kind sir. I do hope you got many belches and a few farts out to help you feel manly once again. ;) I will be back to my normal dark self very soon…. ;)

  • Marie Milton on Jul 25, 2009

    A great composed piece of writing…A bit ‘raw’..hehehe..in some places but we need a bit of ‘erotica’ now and again : ) it helps the world go round…hehehe
    Take Care
    Marie

  • BradONeill on Jul 25, 2009

    Marie Milton- If wet willies constitute Erotica in your world I wanna be there! LOL

    The desperation of this poem is sad. I guess your protagonist should not have done wrong! But I think your protagonist came to that conclusion herself. You have definitely captured the “Oh crap I screwed that up” emotion.

  • maranatha on Jul 25, 2009

    This is a beautiful, sad, desperate piece. We’ve all felt it, and anyone who says otherwise is a liar. That’s why it strikes such a responsive chord.

    “I know I have done wrong. I know I’ve done a lot wrong….” This gut reaction is so classic it’s scary. Don’t ever take him back on the premise that you are completely to blame. Just wanted to point that out.

  • Alina Beck on Jul 25, 2009

    Lovely writing that sums up the minutiae of what it means to have someone special and be special to someone, and also the ache and longing of loss. I really enjoyed this.

  • Kristy on Jul 26, 2009

    Thank you all so much for your comments on this. This poem is very special to me and it means a lot for what all of you are saying. :)

  • goodselfme on Jul 26, 2009

    Deep, emotional share with much yearning.TX well done!

  • etis on Jul 27, 2009

    great poem, just posted it on http://facebook.com/poetrees

  • I Have Had Enough on Jul 27, 2009

    Very nice piece.

  • shelly barclay on Jul 27, 2009

    Very beautiful. So many people will be able to relate to this, good job.

  • jesse lennon on Jul 27, 2009

    I love the bittersweetness the piece produced,

  • Katie Marie on Jul 30, 2009

    Honest love and honest regret. Great write.

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