Note: This is a weird poem i wrote about my ex about 2 months ago
night after night i get no phone call...
Do you even miss me?
Am I even on your mind?
Do I ever cross your thoughts at all?
The rain outside pitter pattering on my window pane
matches what my eyes are holding in...
i miss you so much..
I cant change the thoughts that cross your mind...
but if i could, I would make me one more often...
Out in the rain I hear the tap tap tap of the drops hitting my head
and i wish its you...
but i know its not...
i know its just the rain...
Still, I miss you and I wish you were here
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