I miss her.
The girl who loved living.
The girl who twirled
because she could,
and who danced for the
people who couldn’t.
The girl that turned heads
because people saw the sparkle of life
in her eyes,
and the sunflowers
in her soul.
I miss the girl that people loved,
and that loved people.
I miss the girl
that played music as loud as she could,
and laughed for no good reason.
I miss the girl
who would cry with others,
and make people better.
I miss the girl that looked at things
through a rose-colored lense,
and smiled.
Who looked forward to
the rest of her days.
I miss the girl
that loved herself,
and her body.
Who felt no guilt.
I miss the girl that lived,
and enjoyed it.
I call back to her,
But she was swallowed by herself.
Floated away like a dandelion
Blown apart by others.
I call back to her,
but she is not to be found.
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- Published: November 3rd, 2021 11:14
- Comment from author about the poem: i miss the girl i was, but when her heart broke, so did she
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
I've written a very similar poem to this one in the past that I was actually planning on uploading. It is both comforting and sad that there is someone else that feels the way I do.
I hope you find time to meet the girl you are now and learn to love her. Please remember that, while you might not love her just yet, other people do.
Beautiful writing, by the way.
Thank you, Meg. Sincerely. I would love to hear your writing.
We maybe the same body
But not the same person anymore
Once a carefree
Now duties overloaded
I really like those lines “I miss the girl…”
It’s really sad my friend
But dear friend you were that caterpillar who metamorphosed into a butterfly today
You can’t return to who you were
But I hope you can cherish who you are now
I have went through the same process
I guess I am still in the process
But I hope we will surely heal together
Best of luck friend
Do your best
thank you, but what if
what if id rather
be who I was
because she was better
better than me
not insecure.
but I hope you do heal. keep me updated
You are already what you were
Look inside
The soul evolves but we remain same
Best of luck
Shall keep you updated by my poetry
So well expressed … good poem . Sad tho (
Grief is difficult to deal with … things that we have lost , or things that we never Even had but wished for . A sad writing
indeed sad, its so hard to miss what you never had. hard to grieve when you cant feel anything.
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