Late Night Thoughts Of Missing You: i miss you.A Story by rose jenningsHere's a personal story. I just had to get some thoughts out of my head! I hope you enjoy! Please tell me what you think. *PLEASE IGNORE GRAMMAR ERRORS*10:52pm I miss you Three little words. Who knew those three little words could hurt so bad. I shouldn’t be missing you. I really shouldn't after all you’ve done and said to me. You were my first real heartbreak. You left my whole body shattered; feeling helpless. I sit on my bathroom floor tears streaming down my face, my whole entire body shaking, knowing there’s nothing I can do to stop it. My body is screaming at me to text you and tell you that I miss you. To call you and tell you that I still love you and that what you did was okay and that I forgive you for breaking my heart. But I can't. I can't get myself to send those three little words. I miss you I miss the way you called me baby. I miss the way you made me know everything was going to be okay. I miss your dumb stories about you and all your friends. I miss the way you would hug me and all my broken pieces would fit back together. I miss your laugh. I miss the way you used to look at me. I miss our long conversations. I miss talking to you at 2 o’clock in the morning, telling you everything that was on my mind. I miss the way you said I love you and I knew you meant it. I miss YOU iI keep waiting for my phone to light up and for it to be you telling me that you were all wrong. That you never should have let me go. That all the lies you heard weren’t true. I keep waiting for you to text me and tell me how much you miss me. Because I miss you. I hate pretending that nothing is wrong. That I didn’t stop eating. That I haven’t been crying myself to sleep every night. That I don’t miss you every second of the day. Because I do. And it hurts like hell. No. Not just my heart, but every single bone in my body. And I still love you. I never stopped loving you. Even when I was laying in my moms arms shaking for three hours because it hurt so damn bad. I pretend not to light up whenever you walk into the room. I pretend I don’t still look forward to seeing you everyday. I pretended I didn’t catch a glimpse of you when you weren’t looking. I pretend I don’t hear when you say hey. I pretend I don’t know you when I hear your name. I pretend I don’t care when I hear you talk. But all these lies just show me I miss you even more than I had realized. Even though you tore me into a million pieces and I may not ever be able to forgive you I want you to know that I still love you. And no matter how much it hurts or how many nights I stay awake drowning in my own tears gasping for breath I still miss you. ~late night thoughts of missing you © 2015 rose jenningsFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on November 28, 2015 Last Updated on November 30, 2015 Tags: story, short story, personal, true, missing you, sad |