I Miss Her

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I miss her
when I can’t breathe.

I miss her
when my hands get numb
from the scars.

I miss her
when I want to speak because
I’m tired of listening.

I miss her
on the days when my insecurities
get the best of me.

I miss her
when my home turns into
a house.

I miss her
when life is not worth living.

I miss the old me,
the happy me.

But everything has changed now.

-Z

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54 thoughts on “I Miss Her

  1. A proverb I heard states we should love our creator with our good heart as well as our weak heart. I think your poem expresses a similar struggle to reconcile experience with innocence and essence. You have a great heart. That is evident here Zovi.

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