I miss the way
You hug me tight
I hate the way
You look at me when we fight
I miss the forbidden
Acts that we shared
I hate the way
You acted liked you cared
I miss the way
You had promised that you'd stay
I hate the look on your face
The day you went away
I miss being held
In arms so dark and strong
I hate the idea
That I'd been suckered all along
1/03/09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem