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I Miss You.

I miss you.
I miss when you cared.
All the times you made me laugh; the times you made me cry.
I miss you. A lot.
Do you miss me? Or do you even notice I'm not there?
I hope you do.
You were always there for me, and I tried to do the same.
But you won't let me help.
Why?
Did I say something, do something, that hurt you?
I didn't mean to. I didn't mean it, whatever it was.
I just want you back.
You're like my brother. I trusted you with everything.
Whenever you need me, I'll be here for you, waiting.
But please. Need me soon.
Because I miss you.



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FutureSceneQueen said...
Aug. 25, 2011 at 9:35 am
i like how openly thoughtful you are in this, its really good. I wrote a poem called ' Hanging By A thread' basically about that one person who's there.  maybe you could check it out.
 
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