There are times when I miss you.
Then I remember you dented the stove,
While yelling at mom and Josh.
While I sat in my room crying against the door
Waiting for it all to go away.
There are times when I miss you.
But then I think of
how many times I've cried myself to sleep
Because of you.
There are times when I hope you miss me
Because I've changed,
I'm stronger.
I want you to miss your little girl,
And realize you've made a huge mistake.
I want you to know,
How many tears I've shed,
How many letters I've written,
How many times I've screamed,
How I'm living my life just fine.
Without you. Yet
There are still times when I miss you.
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