I miss the days when it meant something.
I miss the days when we were something.
I miss the days when you'd call me.
Babe i'm home, babe i'm leaving.
I miss the days when you'd look for me.
When i'd wonder about you.
I miss the days when we were an item.
I miss missing you.
I miss believing you missed me.
(06/14/10)
i liked this piece. it is cordial tribute to a feeling so special
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love and pain! The loss of life. Thanks for sharing.