Missing Her Poem by Michael Buchanan

(This poem is dedicated to my X-girlfriend that i miss dearly and i messed up being with)

Why must you sit in your room and cry. Please dry your tears and tell me your fears. I am only myself but i will do whatever i can to confort you in your time of need. Baby if you cant see how i feel, mabe this will open your eyes, and cut your ties, and stop the pain, and soften the hurt. Baby cant we please just make this work. Im ready to try. and ill keep trying until the day i die. hopfully youll be by my side.