I’ll miss you more than you’ll ever know
Sitting here
Trying to reconcile
How you look at me with love
But your words
Make me feel reviled
Memories that will be cherished
But have to be filed away
Perhaps for a better day
I’ll miss you more than you’ll ever know
More than either of us will ever show
The way you looked at me
On that misty morning
Your eyes locked on mine
Mine on yours
I felt the wave crash around me
Locked in a bubble of time
Wondering
Was it all in my mind
Did you feel it too?
But I knew
I would get what I asked for
More time with you
The time we were missing
From a previous parallel life
Feeling each others pain
Feeling each others strife
Filling each other
With the best of parts of our life
Sitting here
Filled with regret
For getting what I asked for
Our lives
Intertwined
Now and forever
For all time
Not deja vu
But something we both know is true
There is no god
But Chaos
The chaos of the universe
That brought me back to you
The dream of my memories
With you
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Comments (5)
Very good such an honest reflection really evoked so many emotions
Has a very mystic feel. Beautiful ♥️
Another beautiful poem! For some reason, your piece reminds me the song "Stay" by Hurts.
Eric, this was too sad!!! Left some love!!!♥️♥️💕
That inner struggle with no hope of overcoming, of eyes that want fighting with words designed to drive away. The utter hopelessness of longing, "I will miss you."