It's so cliché even though it's so true:
You never know what you're missing until it's gone.
I'm missing you.
Everyone is missing you.
If only I had responded to your text or checked up on you sooner,
If only I had been more selfless,
You'd still be here.
If only I had stopped you.
Why?
Why did you do it?
Why am I broken.
There's a void that'll never be filled,
Only you could've filled it,
Made everyone's life whole.
Made the world whole.
«Please come back.»
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Why You
PoetryJust poems. Some poems that I have written and others from the internet. If you would like to send me poems, I will dedicate that page to you. Or if you want to stay anonymous that's fine, too. Poems that I have wrote will have a '*' at the end. Pl...
