Missing You - Blog Posts
Missing you
Why is it that when we miss someone we hope they miss us too?
In my life, there was you
I guess that makes you special and worth,
Your mirth
I should get a start on moving on
But the other Saturday
My food looked like puree
My cereal went soggy because I was thinking about you so much
We fell out of a touch,
I don’t think we ever even had
I was smarter before,
Before I walked through the innocence taking, dominating doors
I guess that it might be for the best
I was stuck under a rest
I’ll make accidents but I’ll make them my forte
Softballs put on the ground
No more bats and gloves around
No more eye black
No championship game to give me a happy heart attack
The hunger for the ball in my hand
I miss my old life, like
When the ump. would tell you, you were out on the third strike
Stolen bases
On a regular basis
Red dirt on my clothes, in my lungs
I was so much smarter then
When I didn’t know what it was, time and time again
I still do not
It’s like the pain inside is caught
And I can only try to make the best of it
People changes, people come and go...it is saddening. But somehow we need to soldier on. Moving forward with whatever we have. All that is left is just memories. Etched deeply into the heart. And sometimes the heart aches.. and it is hurt..hurt to miss people who wont be around. Hurt to realise we cant go back. Hurt to know the need to let go.
we are just fleeting moments.
Maybe we’re meant to be, or maybe we’re not.
Only time will tell
You are perfect in all your wonderful imperfections
Never for a second blame yourself 💙
creds pls