I Miss Her


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.


54 thoughts on “I Miss Her

      1. Wow! Thank you so much for checking out my blog. It means a lot to me. ๐Ÿ’•

        I checked out your blog too but I couldn’t understand the language you wrote in, maybe if you added Google Translate to you blog it’ll be easier for people of different languages to read your work. โ˜บ๏ธ

        P.S. I love your site name.

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  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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      1. Ravisingh

        My pleasure.
        First of all,i am amazed! you read so may post of mine in one go and it has brought me 93 views just from you.I am speechless.I dont know how to thank you.
        i am truely hounered! Thank you so much!

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