What I Miss The Most Poem by Brendon Secrist

What I Miss The Most



What do I miss the most?
I miss your touch,
Your kiss,
Your hair against my skin.

I dream about you,
Everyday since you left.
And think of what we had,
And what I miss.

I'll always be yours,
In your heart,
But no one knows,
How I feel inside.

Confused,
Lost,
Hopeless,
And Unloved.

So won't you come,
And pick me up.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: confused,hopeless
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Brendon Secrist

Brendon Secrist

Fayetteville Arkansas
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