Missing You! Poem by Emma Jane Rae

Drip, Drip,
i hear on the window pane,
and it makes me wonder,
will i see you again?
one minute im angry,
the next i'm sad,
how could you ever do that to dad?
i miss you so much with you not hear,
it should be you drying my tears,
my heart sinks,
and my blood runs cold,
when i think of all the things i've been told,
am i wrong?
or am i right,
that your still im my heart?
but out of sight?
the panick strikes right through my bones,
this makes me feel all alone,
so i lay here and i cry for you,
and i wonder if you miss me too? !