some things i miss

06/05/2011 01:13 | rebecca
I miss the smile, wide and bright
I'd force onto my face
I miss the tears held back so tight
Because they had no place

I miss the meals I used to cook
All seasned with my tears
I miss the kind, soft words of mine
That chased away all fears

I miss my standing straight and tall
and caring, loving all
I miss how problems now so giant
used to be so small

I miss the knowledge of my stregth
who i used to, and wanted to be
I miss my old, warm, feeling heart
I desperately miss---
me.