Do you miss me? Miss seeing me? Miss kissing me, holding me? Do you?
Do you ache inside? Do you wish we didn't have to hide?
Do you cry at night,
Do you even know how to cry?
Can't you swallow that pride?
Do you love me? (good)
Do you yearn for my hug as I do yours?
Do you know how much I love you?
No you don't, but I do.
Do you think about me at all? Do you still want to try?
Do you care? Really care? Try to understand my side.
Do you miss me? Miss seeing me? Kissing me; holding me; talking to me?
Do you? ? ? ? ? ?
I read this poem of yours this morning and was overwhelmed for some time. You poured your heart into this poem. The first question kept me thinking for a while. 'Do you even know how to cry? ' - What a beautiful question you have asked! Truly speaking, about myself, I do not know the answer. 'Do you still want to try? ' - a question I wanted to ask a million times! But couldn't. I am deeply touched and moved by your poem, Cindy! The poem gets 10/10 from me.
welcome to the world of pretending adults, who would say everything is all right.. enjoyed this simple poem..Thank you for sharing
it hurts to love someone who doesn't love back. I felt u strongly in your brazen message.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful woman. Hugs