Your Everything Poem by Anna gerlitz

Love,
What does it really mean to you?
Does it mean being there,
When everything is okay?
And running away when everything is not?
Does it mean saying the words
And no being there to back them up?
Because thats what it feels like,
You think it is.
When you left me,
Because of an argument,
And went to her the next day.

Well I still havent moved on,
I miss you,
Your smile,
Your kiss,
Your everything...