No more.

No more poems,
No more songs.
Wondering how long I can go on.

No more phone calls and long goodbyes.
No more long, deep sighs.

No more just spending time together. Does this ever get better?

I miss the I love you's
and the things we used to do.

All this hurt and all this pain, don't think I could ever do this again.

Just sitting now, taking time, and still wishing you was mine.

I think I just need to say, I miss you, in every which way.
©Danni M