I miss.

I wrote this poem in honor of my friend, Yiselle. From her to her man, Jeremy. (Pookie or fish face, however you know him.)


Enjoy.




I miss driving with you over the summer.
I miss our lunch dates that couldn't last longer.
I miss waking up to you watching me sleep.
I miss all night conversations where we got all deep.


I miss the time when you got my mom flowers.
I miss fishing with you for hours and hours.
I miss the texts that always make me smile.
I miss walking with you for miles and miles.


Although you've been gone for over a year
I'm still stuck wishing you were here.


I know we've got a little while longer
Doesn't mean I don't dream of that summer.
I miss you like crazy. 
I miss you calling me "baby"
Now, I won't sit here and rust,
but doesn't mean I don't miss us.


I miss the dates where people couldn't stop watching us.
I miss my dad treating you like you were one of us.
I miss the time when you picked me daisies.
I miss reading with you and just being lazy.


I miss the safe feeling you always gave me.
I miss your eyes, blue, and so gazing.
I miss our fights, pointless, and for no sake.
I miss dancing in the moonlight by the lake.


You're growing along beside me,
although you're far away from me.


All this comes down to 
is that I still love you.


I know we've got a little while longer
Doesn't mean I don't dream of that summer.
I miss you like crazy. 
I miss you calling me "baby"
Now, I won't sit here and rust,
but doesn't mean I don't miss us.

peace