Moods

superthumb

I miss him today
it’s been a while
I could be crazy around him
Crazy, mad, absolutely insane

I would do extreme things, I would shout
I would cry
My actions were intolerable, absurd

But, he
He would still hold my hand
Hold me close
Kiss me lightly, and whisper in my ears

He would still be there.

I miss him today, it’s been a while.
I hope you are happy,
beyond the long lost Nile.


Image credits – here


This poem absolutely sucks. I should be here soon again with something fantastic
question remains though – who do I miss – him or my old crazy self?

Advertisements

Author: pecsbowen

reader.philosopher.writer

15 thoughts on “Moods”

  1. Who do you miss? Him? Your old self? I find that you miss the opportunity for new. A new love story. That’s exciting. After all, a lost love is just a future story to share. And an experience to be gained. Not a time for sadness but a transformation.

    Like

I would love to hear your thoughts on this -

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s