for danielle... she needs to get published or something.

I miss the sound of your voice
Though your words cut me
I miss the look of your eyes
Though it hurts me to see
I miss the touch of your hand
But it pains me
I want you back next to me
Though your toxicity poisons me
I miss the smell of you
Though I know it will destroy me
I need the warmth of your body
But I know you will crush me
I need you
Because I've forgotten how bad you are for me.

D. Barrios, 2003