I say I miss you
but it’s not exactly what I mean.
Yes I do miss the way the corner of your lips smile
and those ridiculous jokes you love telling
But I’ve begun to use those words as a placeholder.
I mean more than I miss you while you’re gone
My heart aches for you even while you stand right before me.
‘I love you’ is on the tip of my tongue
but fear holds a hand over my mouth
and I settle for ‘I miss you’ yet another time.
-Sept 2017
I knew it! (what you meant by the “miss yous”)
A really nice poem.
Hahha you knew just from the title?
Well, not exactly from the title, but from the 2nd line “but it’s not exactly what I mean.” 😉
Nice!! I’m glad lol that’s cool 🙂
🙂
Beautiful
Aw thanks!
My heart aches for you even as you stand before me….wow!..I can hardly fathom the beauty of the heart and mind of the writer who writes such pure beauty..