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Missing You

Poem by Terry Free

By T. Wray NoirPublished 5 years ago 2 min read
Missing You
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My heart is hurt, torn, and tormented. Living in a world without you in it. You say we're just friends but it was you who've ended it. You say you love me but that we're just friends. But in the same breath, you question the validity of your love for me from beginning to end.

You said you saw the real me the day I hurt you deeply. I say I made a mistake and that I'm sorry, that wasn't the real me. You say you're the only one who can repair your heart. I say my love for you is so strong that it's my job to fix that part.

You said you refuse to subject your children the another man's BS and that I need to Man up and take care of this foolishness. I say I own up to my mistake and my failures. Yes, I'm married but the was due to obligation. Not to mention, I've fallen for you on the first day. I know what I want and I know what I'm going after. Once I let her go, I'm coming for you can do thereafter.

You held your tears, dries your eyes. That's when I realized. You are scorned and there's no more us. Man, this sucks. Now you have me questioning. Was it love or was it lust? There's a thin line between the two. Like the difference between thin air and wind gust.

I miss the sounds of our lovemaking. Like Genuwine, I want you to ride my pony. You know I'm more like a stallion. Yeah, I know I got you laughin'. After climaxing at the end, I wanted to take the gloves off and start to dig in. Making love to you passionately. Making sure I have a big place in your heart that is everlasting.

I know one of the little things that make you happy. Like bringing you pints of your favorite ice cream when you're not happy. Or, consoling you during your monthly visit. Or, when you need that foot rub. That leads to a night of passion under the stars above.

Unlocking your deepest secret fancy. Whether it's 3somes, 4somes, or an orgy party. Or making love outside under the moonlight. Or, getting freaky at the movies. Paying attention to each other as the movie is playing.

In the end, all I can say. We had a good time but it's not the end. You say we're just friends. I say I'll fight to win your heart again!

heartbreak

About the Creator

T. Wray Noir

I'm a small-town writer from Upstate, NY, who enjoys writing about my life experiences through poems, short stories, and essays. My goal is to share my thoughts, dreams, and ideas with you. And hopefully, put a smile on your face!

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