Missing You Still Poem by Elizabeth Walker

Sitting on my front porch watching cars go by,
each one that passes I breathe a heavy sigh
A part of me hoping you’ll stop by and say hello.
Its not going to happen you’ve moved on I know
But somehow I still need you and every message makes me smile
Every minute we spent together you made me feel like I was worthwhile
You looked into my eyes I saw and felt something new
Now you left me hanging and all I feel is blue
I could make a book out of the poems I’ve written on your behalf
unlike your charming personality They don’t make me laugh