I still miss you the same
every day that goes by
thinking about you and what might have been
I'm going out of my mind
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Thank you everyone for taking the time out to read, comment and or vote on my poems, thank you.
The hardest pain ever is missing someone is near to your heart, I really feel that when I remember my dad, and this poem brought me to a two years ago when I was with my dad and now I miss him. A great piece of work, perfect :)
Sara I don't understand all the pain that your going through, but your ability to write your emotions with this amount of deaph allows me to emphasise, I know girls where you are (been) not personally but I know they go through pain and theirs nothing I can do but watch things fall apart. You have a gift of expressing yourself with great precision keep it up this is your life line and I'm glad to see the fruits of it. Good job
Life is the greatest gift we are given... When I hear of those who wish to give it up, my heart weeps... Your poem is beautiful... Surely you must remain and give us more beauty...
Hi Sara, you write black poetry well. But do remember that life is precious and given to us only once. Make the most of it, come pain or pleasure. - Prakash Yardi, Mumbai, India