Miss You Poems | Examples of Miss You Poetry

i fought it, once. i built whole walls out of promises, out of other people’s hands, out of mornings that almost felt real. but you’re here now, and i am tired. tired of pretending you aren’t the ruin i want. tired of pretending i can be anything else. she deserves better. he deserves better. i am not better. neither are you. you say hello, and it feels like the end and...

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i should walk away. i know that. i rehearse it, mouth the words like a prayer i don’t believe in. but you’re standing there, and it’s already too late. she trusts me. he trusts you. we are the knives in their backs, still warm with guilt. you smile and my ribs crack open like old doors in a storm. i don’t want this. but i do. i wish wanting you felt more like...

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Just keep digging Keeping busy Going deeper Until the memories fade away Just keep digging Deeper still Lower and lower Convinced you can run away Just keep digging Until you find The sudden truth Her face will never go away...

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Looking into the void Trying to find hope Looking into the void Trying to find promise Looking into void Trying to find happiness Looking into the void But you weren't there anymore...

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I miss you. Maybe I should tell you. Maybe I should tear through the distance with something as simple, as foolish, as a “hey, you crossed my mind.” But what if you see my name and feel tired? What if my hello feels like a burden you forgot to put down? What if I am the ache you no longer want to revisit? I...

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2024.4.25. Thursday It was ANZAC day, a public holiday. It was our 2nd trip, we visited SR. Misjudged the weather, cloudy and windy, Crossed the bridge twice Misread the bus time table, Ended up wasting lot of time, Sitting at the bus stop waiting. The weather was drilled, the sky was grey, The wind was brushing on our faces, It was cool than expected. On...

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I can not think of you without a smile I wait for your call But in vain You are nowhere to be found....

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It is such a grotesque situation I can’t verbally match how I feel Seems I’m staled in a dissociation I can’t say what I want to reveal If I could get some help, I’d be glad But there isn’t a sign, so I’m worried Cause it looks like I’m back from the dead And I’m living again the whole story As the...

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waking to rain remnants of the storm the cat prowls past my bed memories of love stir I’m alone in the silent room my heart beats the sun bleeds through clouds a poetic leap trees sprout leaves to live is to live again trees sprout leaves a poetic leap the sun bleeds through clouds my heart beats in the silent room I’m alone memories of love stir the cat prowls past my...

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These transparent teardrops gently smack onto my table, As I am writing a letter to the first love of my fable, Praying for him to soon forgive me as much as he is able....

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You had two months to live No one told you, no one warned you No one knew I can’t look you in the eyes I tried, a thousand times But what once felt safe seemed savage What once was certain proved damaged The wreckage was drastic Do I blame myself? Or do I blame you? You had two days to live No one told you, no...

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Loss and Triumph You will always be the deepest part of me Though I may but rarely pass to see How life affects you, how it makes you grow If you fail or prosper, will I know? Forgive my having to leave you here, My heart's whole hope, my children dear. Cruel circumstance has forced my hand To pursue my fate in a...

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At the sound of your bell I rush to reply But it rings in the dream I see In a moment away it flies There’s no us in reality Once we were, then we disappeared Died for no reason at all But the sound of your bell I hear Be assured I have heard your call Comes the evening, the day is gone By...

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The map lies flat, a deceit of inches, centimeters whispering false intimacies. Your voice, a ghost on the wire, once a warm hum against my ear, now a brittle echo across continents, time zones a thick pane we press against, unhearing. The scent of rain here carries no memory of the petrichor there, no shared sigh as the dry earth drinks. We build bridges of words, fragile spans across the silence, each message a small step into...

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From here, behind the closed curtains I can’t see the world outside I lay in my bed, uncertained If there’s a reason to find Why should I get up and get down Go shopping, get on the same track Why cannot I hear that sound The sound of your voice that pulls back This curtain, and then I would see The most loving smile...

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