When ever I think of you,and how good things used to be, it makes me want to fall to my knees,and beg to you,please take me back,please.missing your hugs,the touch of your lips,make me miss you even more.I cry every night,looking into my book,seeing you smile,the smile that I took. Disapointed at myself,feeling less of a man,because even trying to be good,I still ended up in the sand.why am I such a bad man, even when I'm trying to be good,maybe I'm trying to hard or maybe i'm just not in your heart. Why can't I forget you,Even if I try,walking about,always about to cry.It still hurts,even though you told me why,I still can't stop thinking why.The only person I liked,not saying she was the one, but I wasn't through having fun. Now I have to say goodbye,because she can't picture me with her,so sad,so sad,it hurts so dam much, I wish I had that magical touch.
Reason for writing:
I met a girl,unlike any i've ever met,she inspired me to write,she inspired me to do A lot of things
Birth sign: Libra
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