LETTER 151 – DON’T I EVER MISS
DON’T I EVER MISS
© RYAN GUILEY
You are not a fairy tale,
Or a post card from the mail,
But a real love that I adore,
Someone who makes my heart pour.
Don’t I ever miss,
Your face or just a kiss,
Not being a part no more,
Every day is like a chore.
Observers may think one thing,
Until I lash out they try to bring,
Too late, the damage is done,
My lifestyle is simply not fun.
I won’t allow anyone to walk over,
As I miss you hand on my shoulder,
We will not get over any circumstance,
As I will get that chance for a dance.
Looking in your eyes and your smile,
So, far, being away from the miles,
No one understands, we are just wasting,
As, no one will ever be this patient.
I can still smell the perfume,
Looking at you across the room,
We deserve so much and better,
Instead of me writing these letters.
Why I never went with you,
Is a question of I will ask, but who?
So many unanswered reasons,
As another night goes to the season.
I would be no one without you,
As you glare and stand so true,
As they do everything to avoid,
As I will no longer accept this void.