I wish….

I wish you were never bad to me,
I wish you never said those things,
I wish you said the others again,
I wish you cared like you used to.

You said you would listen,
But how can I talk to you,
If this is how I’m treated?
It is not fair on me.
What have I done to deserve it?

I wish I came to your house all the time,
I wish I got in trouble for being late,
I wish you helped with excuses,
I wish we looked at the sky again.

The times I spent with you,
Are still just as close to me,
Much closer than I realised,
And now I cry for them to return.

I wish we still hugged,
I wish for that special way we did,
I wish we never did let go,
I wish I was with you once more.

I have tried to move on,
I have got close a few times,
But hten you come back and talk,
And it pains me more than you think.

I wish we cried like we did,
I wish we laughed like we did,
I wish I longed to see you,
I wish I the funness would come back.

It is not what you did,
It is not what you didn’t.
It is just what you do to me,
That makes me cry.

I wish I could tell you I loved you again…………

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By Darouche

I was a mistake, my life has no moral, my dad writes poetry about 5 years old wanking (may post his stuff depends). My greatest friends are Dave, Rach (evilsecret) and Sarah. I like trees and all things sharp. Oh and I am a human cutting board as someone once said to me....