My return to the poems.

Every time i see you face, i cry.
I can never think about why we broke up,
I miss you so much, that i could die.

I just want to hold you.
I just want to feel your body embrace with mine.
I just want to touch you for one last time.

If you still love me please listen to me.
You are my every thing.
When i know you love me, ill be free.

You love is like a chain upon my heart.
A chain holding me.
I chain that i love, that i need, that i want.

I love you so much.
Please just talk to me, forgive me.
For just one last time.

Sorry.

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Well that's it, i used to write poems a lot, but drifted off it. That is by far one of the worst Ive ever written. But hey I'm just drifting back. Please don't kill me for that poem

Fox

Take it from an old wolf.
Things happen for a reason. The more time spent on what ifs and pining are moments lost to new opportunity.