I might not tell you that
I miss you,
My skin misses your skin
My breaths miss your breaths, and
You’re missing, from
That hollow inside my chest

I might not tell you, that I miss you
But I do

Life, Interrupted



9 thoughts on “-V-

  1. ME says:

    Great piece.!!! I you get time please checkout my blog (all about writing) I Am a Pregant Man @ http://www.iampregnantman.wordpress.com


  2. \this feels like I feel sometimes. I dread to say confusion, but I guess we are used to it. Love the poem.


  3. ME says:

    Beautiful writing. Short yet intense. I am an aspiring writer. As my attempt to better myself I created a blog (where I committed myself in to writing a novel and 30 poems within the next 30 days). Please pop-by. Please do critic my work as much as you can. I Am a Pregnant Man @ http://www.iampregnantman.wordpress.com


  4. globalunison says:

    Missing somebody and not expressing it is one of the hardest things to do. I hope you get some peace and sleep, Cookie! Just know, I am always here to listen if you want to talk ❤

    Much love,


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