some things i miss06/05/2011 01:13 | rebeccaI 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. |