Tuesday, November 15, 2011

I Hate When I Miss You


I see no tears, so why am I internally throbbing,
I hold my chest but can't keep my heart from sobbing,
Calculating possibilities of time travel existing,
Because in this minute, you’re the one I’m missing,
I see your picture before me on social networks,
Initiating reminiscing on how kissing your neck works,
Hearing your voice on the phone under a self imposed friendship,
Second guessing never pursuing the depths of this relationship,
Many memories flood hastily through my mind,
Categorizing accordingly, to see if a solution I find,
Searching for life which includes you and me,
While living in moments where we’re still we,
Friends telling me I should let it go,
Their words enter my mind, but my heart they never show,
Moving on, not my desire option,
Not seeing the happily, that’s in the after,
Thinking of you, right now doesn't seem to matter,
Living with the choices I've made,
Emotions cry out for love to be obeyed,
They say time heals all wounds,
It’s been a while, so hope recovery comes soon,
I realize my dilemma should never be your issue,
So I write to release, when I hate that I miss you.

Between the Words


Thought my heart had finish writing to you,
But who am I to say when it’s over and threw,
No longer penned for romances,
Instead writing for second chances,
Now realized is weight carried in my sigh,
Wondering if it would’ve been better if I’d lied,
Currently feeling I should bury my head,
Constantly recalling the things I said,
Maybe it stems from thoughts of what could’ve been,
Back when it was your heart I was trying to win,
Leaked were the emotions from my heart,
Knowing it couldn’t be me,
Always wanting the best for you from the start,
Frustrating over what I see,
Their failure to meet your commitment to love,
Me watching, wishing to see you love,
Not love only, but receive in return,
Could I be wrong for these feelings I yearn?
To cheer for you, though you may never know it,
Marvel at you, and may never show it,
I feel your pain and weep in silence,
I get upset, but keep from violence,
For a wonderful woman who’s worthy of the best,
Knowing when you find it, my heart too can find rest.