…you miss her…



She waited for you,

you never came.

She cried for you,

you never cared.

She wanted to talk to you,

you were too busy.

She missed you,

you never thought about her.

She needed you,

you were never there.

She wiped her tears,

and smiled.

She stopped missing you,

until she stopped thinking about you altogether.

She let you go,

moved on with her life.

She learned to survive without you,

And now when you finally returned,

She was there no more,

and you miss her.

(You, know what’s really ironic about this? It’s that I wrote this and right after I did so, I got his message saying he was too busy to talk to me. )


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