This is sent out to a friend of mine, who is just like sister to me. I miss her so much it’s not funny, so I guess this is my way of coping.
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I miss you.
Those three words don’t seem to describe how I feel. It doesn’t show how lonely I am with out you, or how much I crave to hear your voice, or to see your eyes lit up with laughter. It’s almost as if the words mean nothing, yet at the same time nothing sounds as good, I would know. I’ve tried at least a hundred combinations using different words each time and you know that’s not like me, I always know what to say to get my point across, but never when it comes to you, but I think you already know that. It’s rather frustrating because I know the reason I can’t see you. Stupid mistakes were made and in the end it seemed the results weren’t in your favor. Nor mine. You know I hate you for it too, it makes me sit here and think about how much I want to yell at you, shake you, do anything to get you to stay because one day I know you will go to far and I will never see you again. I forgive you thought and keep my mouth shut, just because…
I miss you.
I bet you don’t know that I stay up late at night, hoping that you will sneak to the phone and give me a call, it never happens though. I’ve picked up my cell many times, flipping through the contacts landing on your name my finger just over the button ready to push it, but I don’t, I already know that my attempts will be in vane if I try. I just can’t help myself it’s so tempting. Listen to me, I sound like some love sick puppy and I guess to some extent I am. I care about you so much, I want to make sure you don’t hurt any more, to fix up all your wounds, help you forget the scars. It’s sort of scary that I feel this way, but I think that’s about as far as my love goes for you, a deep caring. I guess you made it so I was weak when you aren’t around, then again you usually do have me wrapper around your little finger. I think I realize it the most now, just because…
I miss you.
I know it won’t be long before I get to embrace you again but I miss the contact. You know your hugs usually make everything better, or at least cheer me up a good deal. When I with you it feels like the rest of my world melts away , I am too busy having fun to care, or remember about any of my problems. I wonder if you feel the same way when you are around me? You know I never understand how you can make me laugh, just by watching you crack up, maybe laughter is contagious especially yours. You’re voice comforts me when I get pissed off or worried, you just have that sort of effect on me, maybe it’s because you’re my opposite, I’m not really sure. Some times I swear I can hear the front door opening and you calling out for me, to see if I’m home. It gives me some hope, but then I realize it’s my imagination and that hope feels like it’s been stomped out. I fool myself, just because…
I miss you.
I try so hard to push this sadness, loneliness, and hopelessness away, into some deep dark part of me. I think it’s because I always think about you , I haven’t quite figured out how to stop thinking about you either. So over and over again I feel these unwanted emotions, it tares me up inside. Yet I’ll endure it, just so I can see you again, maybe things will work out better then? Who knows, I just like to try and me optimistic, you’ve told me before that I need to be like this more often, so here is my attempt. You are the only one who has been able to make me try, you just know how to push my buttons the right way. Then again you are also one of the few who can get under my skin then make it all okay like it never happened. You make me happy and you make me miserable. I feel this way, just because…
I really miss you sis… |
Submission Name: I miss you
