my evrything

he walks out the door
and i miss him
the second i hear the lock latch
his hand slips from mine
and it feels empty
like it should be
occupied
but isnt
i wake up early
knowing hes still asleep
and will probobly stay that way
for a while
and i dont feel right
i feel,
half gone
he walks away
even when he has to
part of me goes with him
he is my other half
my missing piece
the love of my life
the reason i wake up
the reason i try
the reason i succede
he's my evrything

Reviews

[melissa]

Everything you wrote in this poem is same way I feel about Jake

[DaNcInG MoNkEy]

very sweet really.