Do I Mis Her? Nah!

It has been 3 years to the day since she left It was just like when she entered my life, hurried Like a whirlwind she was, a petite dynamo Always doing something, leaving nothing buried She had her hands in everything she wanted Never gave a thought to how it could affect most She was in her own world; I let it go too long She was always the center, always being the host I look back, thankful she’s gone, still I miss We had many wonderful times that were shared I hope she changes her ways, less selfish For anyone she is with now, I just hope she cares I have no regrets over any time spent with her She was able to fill some of my nights with dreams Her character or lack thereof, was the problem I hope her new beau can put up with some screams