BACK THEN
I miss being an obsession
unhealthy possession, favourite addiction
Oh I loved being the only exception
his worst tension, 24*7 attention.
Dumb talks and stupid fights
love letters and candle lights
he says sorry, even though he was right
A messed up love at first sight.
I miss that foolish smile and Backup plans
the way he chose me in every chance
I miss being the only one
his woman, favourite human
I miss being someone's number one
the way I was loved back then.
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Author:
Empty Heart (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 3rd, 2024 02:17
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about missing the way someone once loved you.
- Category: Love
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