My hand reaches out
She says 'I love you'
It tugs at my heart
The way she smiles
Melts my heart
Wanting to hold on
Crying and being ripped apart
Wishing she was still here
Holding tightly to her picture
As if she was truly here
My arms ache for her's,
my heart is barely beating on
I live day to day,
Just to read her texts,
To get to the weekends-
So I can see her beautiful face
There's nothing to say goodbye to,
Because there isn't anything to say
But I love you.
I just want it all back
To feel you in my arms again,
In my heart
To watch you smile and
see your eyes dance
I love you.
About Me
- Krissy Renee Bosworth
- I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.
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