I text you
you don't reply backI understand,
you have a lifeand I am begging to be loved,
wishing to see you tomorrow
and telling you,
that I am missing you
YOU ARE READING
tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you
Poetryyou left, and tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you is what's left of me. cover by @babyblue997
missing you-seventeen
I text you
you don't reply backI understand,
you have a lifeand I am begging to be loved,
wishing to see you tomorrow
and telling you,
that I am missing you