I miss feeling joy
& days filled with chalk
I miss being able to just simply talk.
I miss having guy friends
I miss feeling special when the day ends
I miss drinking tea
& how funny it was to really have to pee.
I miss watching the buses go around & around
& I miss the wind, the touch, the feel, the sound.
I miss sleeping in on a cold wintery day
& also spending time to just play.
Is it bad that I miss telling lies?
I miss all of those happy-go-lucky good-byes.
I miss flying way up in the sky
& I miss not having to ask why.
I miss the innocence of our minds
& the love shown in all different shapes & kinds.
I miss being able to just throw a fit
Not caring if the reason is legit.
I miss not having to grow up
& I miss drinking from a sippy cup
I miss so much not feeling scared
When talking to older kids was being prepared.
I hate the fact that I miss seeing you
Being without you makes me blue
I miss having an older brother to talk to.
When name calling was the worst I could do.
I miss knowing that someone will always be there
& I miss especially not having to care.
But of all the things that I miss a lot
There is one person I miss most without any thought,
He is the person I leaned on most too
What I guess I'm trying to say, is that I miss you.
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