Em Jay Christian
More And More, I Miss You Less And Less - Poem by Em Jay Christian
I miss the way you hurt me,
I miss the way you lied.
I miss the way you were never there,
All those nights I sat and cried.
I miss the way we always faught,
I miss the way you dissappoint my dad.
I miss how no matter what we got you,
You missed the things you wished you had.
I miss the way you always shouted,
I miss the way you used to hide.
I miss the way you looked down on me,
Your vicious, indecient, pride.
I miss not being good enough,
I miss you cheating with my friends.
I miss being the pathetic means,
To justify your hateful ends.
I know I said I miss you,
But I have something to confess.
It seems that more and more,
I seem to miss you less and less.
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