I Miss That GuyA Poem by Jillsmissing what used to be
I miss that guy who used to stay up late talking on the phone at 3 am even if he was tired just to talk to me because to him I was worth it I miss the guy who would be there calming me down when I would want to cry because he didn’t like the thought of a tear in my eye I miss it how he used to laugh being a dork doing anything to put a smile on my face because for some reason it stirred something deep within him. But those days are gone and I’m left in tears wishing that all the good times didn’t have to disappear. Yet there’s nothing left to do but pick myself off the floor to let it go and move on. There’s no looking back © 2009 Jills |
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Added on November 22, 2009 AuthorJillsNewbury, OHAboutThe name is Jilleen E. Quigley, but I prefer to go by Jill, it's a lot shorter, dont ya think? The age I am is 20 years, but don't let that fool you. I can be rampant as as 15 year old, or just as wi.. more..Writing
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