What am I thinking?
How could I have ever thought
That you'd be in love with me.
Sitting around, waiting for you
Wasting my time, waiting on nothing.
I hate that I miss you,
That I still cry and want to hold you and say I love you.
Thoughts of moving,
Of changing something
Because I'm missing you
I want you
But I don't need you
I love you
But I don't like you
why do I miss you?
Shattered hearts are like shattered glass,
Uneasy to piece them back together again.
We're that shattered glass,
You broke us,
I miss you and
I wish I didn't.
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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