I Miss You Poem

I wrote this poem for my lover. He left school recently. I just wanted to express my feeling towards him and this is what happened...


© Sanghamitra Ghosh
You left me alone, I didnít cry,
I didnít call you didnít try.
Out of all the things I chose you,
I said I love you I really do.

But now that you are with her,
I donít know why I really care.
I tried to get over you,
But I realized that my love is true.

I did all I could to forget,
But I couldnít do it you bet.
I waited for you on cold nights,
And watched over you from great heights.

Now that you have forgotten me,
I always stand under the tree.
Waiting for you to hold me tight,
And then I see you with her at night.
Finally you start coming to the tree,
just to say, you never loved me.


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Published: Aug 2008

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  • This story touches me because I loved a guy who had to be under house arrest we went to school together. I had to move it has been awhile and I know he has forgot me. I have wait for him for nights but now it's time for me to move on. Tears here and there but time to move on.

    Cheyenee, Norwalk Ohio Submitted Jan 2012
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  • I just broke up with my boyfriend of five years and this poem touched my heart. I know I have to move on with my life but I know it won't be easy but with my friends on my side I know I can move on to bigger and better things.

    Michaela, Virginia Submitted 5/31/2013
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