I missA Poem by Laura Kate
I miss the tingling of my fingers
From being out in the cold too long, I miss the stinging warmth of my cheeks From excitement, and the adrenaline rush. I miss the soothing cold on my feet From dipping them into the sea, I miss finding leaves in my hair From climbing and running through trees. I miss the way my smile would ache From laughing uncontrollably, From never wondering why you're alone That feeling of security. I miss being able to see just for looking Without trying to interpret it all, From knowing that you are a part of this world That feeling of being whole I miss waking up in the morning Not questioning what it's all for, I miss the girl I used to be I knew her so much better before.
© 2019 Laura KateAuthor's Note
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