I miss your smile
I miss your face
I miss hearing your ambitions
And about the dreams you chased
I miss your laugh
I miss our talks
I miss our drives
I miss our walks
I know I'm self centered
And that I care much for myself
I know I don't care sometimes
And I know I need help
I understand now
You may not believe it
You may think it's an excuse
Just to get out of this shit
I know your sick of hearing sorrys
And your sick of apologies
Well this is my last one
I begging you, on my knees
I miss alot of things
I'm sorry I got you pissed
I guess when I was aiming for you happiness
I was the one who missed
I love it and if you delete it I will kill you!
good poem