Beat

I hear a beat,

I know the sound

I feel a skip,

One that I’m used to

I see a picture,

But this one is new

I cry of pain,

Because I know this is real.

 

I hear a beat,

Because all love is gone

I feel a skip,

Since I wasn’t worth the truth

I see a picture,

Wishing it would burn

I cry of pain,

Because now I’m in the dark.

I hear a beat,

Wishing it were music

I feel a skip,

Wishing it would leave

I see a picture,

Wishing it would delete

I cry of pain,

Because the picture is forever in my mind.

I saw you today,

But I am still not sure it was you

Sure I gave you a huge hug

And told you how much I miss you

I squeezed onto you tightly

Fearing that I would lose you

But the thing is,

I already have

That girl was not you

Sure she had the same colored hair

And the same green eyes

But those might be the only similarities

I asked her all about school

And the voice I heard was familiar

But the tone wasn’t.

That girl was not you

You always smile

That girl looked miserable

You’re always positive

That girl seemed negative

You always have respect

That girl had none left

Maybe always is the wrong word.

I guess always now means used to

You used to smile.

You used to look positive.

You used to have respect.

But I guess that’s all gone.

If you want to visit me again as you

I will be waiting with open arms

To give you that hug – and mean it.

I miss you.

 

~ Anonymous

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