Your memory drives me insane
Pictures of your face make me want to taste
I never wanted you so bad
All because I let things get bad
Let my thoughts get in the way
Of everything we could've been
All because I was frightened that you might feel the same
So I stare at that picture
The one of you and me
Standing side by side
Underneath the old oak tree
As we stand there with a smile
Not thinking about all of the trouble
And now all I have are memories
Of what remained of you and me
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Missing You
PoetryHey, I miss you I miss you so much I could scream, And still be satisfied knowing you won't hear me
