We’ve tried time and again, in every way,Īnd you already know that I miss you every day. Meanwhile I struggle to pick my feet off the ground,Īs lonely as a leaf getting beaten by rain. You were my favorite, and my best friend, Isolated, by choice, for the past few days, If I could just see your face or kiss your gentle lipsĪnd kiss me as if your lips froze on mine.Īnd now there’s no more hope for tomorrow,Īll that’s left is this moment of sorrow. I just sat there and stared at the walls!Įach day I spent without you makes me miss you so very much So that I can ignore you and turn a new page,įor I never sensed victory the last time around. I wish you were here to scold me with your rage, It’s in and it’s out, it’s up then it’s down, I wish you were here to keep me in my place,įor my mind’s been a-wandering at maddening pace, Who cowers away from your sharpened tongue? Who’s tears don the frame on your mantle? So tell me darling, who’re you sneering at now? I have no one to leer at and that just won’t do,įor I’m missing the way we sped our way through life, I wish you were here ’cause I’m bored without you, It’s been such a long while since I last had a friend,Īnd I’m missing the way we used to spend our time, I wish you were here to speak to me again, Staring At The Walls (Wish You Were Here) This thing hunts cover and my heart fights freeĪnd waits the breath from heaven that blows
The same stars twinkle that we used to know. The big pine bellowed as the snow swished past, The birch has yellowed since I saw you last, The ridge pines whimper to the pines below. The dim creek flickers to the lonesome stars My tired hawse nickers for his own home bars I miss you in the incompletion of my life You’ve stolen my heart, taken over my mind, Would you travel from sea to shining sea? Missing Youĭo you ever think of days of fun and laughter?ĭo you dry your eyes from tears that linger?Īre your arms empty from needing to embrace? So feel free to express your heartfelt feelings to the people or person that you’re missing with these 34 I miss you poems. And the ones you love and treasure, you will easily miss them whenever you’re far apart from each other. Perhaps absence and distance do make the heart grow fonder.