I need you back

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Losing someone, and missing them so much when you didn't realise how much you would. I know I've probably said this before, but "you really don't know what you've got until it's gone". It's true. It hurts though seeing that person every day, when they used to be yours and such a great friend, then suddenly you don't really know them or speak to them. I can't get used to it. I don't want to get used to it.

I thought if you love someone,

You don’t hurt them,

You don’t wear them down to the ground,

You keep them strong,

Keep them loved and make them feel loved,

You make sure they understand they truly everything to you,

Mean everything to you,

That they’re the only person in the world they see,

They care about,

They love and always want to be with.

I wish that was you and me now,

It was,

But now it’s not,

You wear me to the ground,

Whilst it’s making me stronger,

It’s giving me pain,

You hurt me with your sharp words,

Cutting me,

And grazing me,

You used to mean everything to me,

And I used to mean everything to you,

But now I’m not,

You’re making someone else,

You’re “someone”,

But you still mean so much to me,

I can’t seem to shake it,

Seem to let you go,

You’re always in my head,

Always on my mind,

I don’t know why anymore,

I’m no longer with your,

You’re no longer mine,

I wish you were though,

But it’s not fair,

You look my way every day,

With that glint in your eye,

That eye that made me feel special,

And the only one,

But then you turn away,

To her,

Why can’t you see?

I miss you,

I need you,

I only wish you’d notice,

That I never stopped loving you,

No matter how clichéd that sounds,

It’s true,

I mean that,

And not that long ago,

You meant that to me,

You loved me,

So I can’t understand why I’m so hung up on you now,

When I wasn’t pining like this when I first lost you,

It was you,

Who still wanted me,

When you lost me,

I wish it never ended,

I really do miss you,

And I never thought I would,

Not this much.

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