I Don’t Miss You

Empty Room by Phil Burns

Empty Room by Phil Burns

I tell my friends that I no longer miss you
So why do they keep on asking if it’s true?
Why do they shake their heads and smile sadly
When I have so clearly gotten over you?

I don’t miss the walks we used to take together
Wandering through the park in sun or rain
I don’t miss the songs we always sang along to
I still listen to them over and over again

I don’t miss your fingers gently stroking my hair
I remember being without you once before
I don’t miss the way you always laughed at my jokes
I don’t think that I am funny any more

I don’t miss the places that we used to go to
I still hang around them every single day
I don’t miss the way you put your arms around me
Why does no one hear the words I say?

I don’t miss your kisses waking me each morning
Or the way your smile brightened up my life
I don’t miss the words you always used to whisper
When I remember them they cut me like a knife

I don’t miss you telling me you’ll always love me
Or all those promises you could not keep
I don’t miss the tears that I cannot stop crying
I don’t miss you at all when I’m asleep

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17 Responses to I Don’t Miss You

  1. Sarah Ann says:

    Ouch. Very touching. You’ve pushed me to the verge of crying.


    • Thank you for this.
      For some reason your comment went to my spam.
      Glad you felt the poem.


      • Sarah Ann says:

        Hmm. Did my comment on your Aix post turn up anywhere? I spent 2 hours catching up on my reading last night, made loads of comments, and not one appeared….am having a mild internal rant.


  2. Penny L Howe says:

    Yes I can relate to those feelings myself. Well written, as always! xx


  3. totsymae1011 says:

    And this too shall pass.


  4. emmylgant says:

    Melancolique et delicieux ton poeme.
    Ces mensonges que l’on se raconte
    sont tellement vrais.


  5. Alastair says:

    This is awesome


  6. Khaula Nazir says:

    That is very eloquently put. I loved it.
    It’s always like that. You think you are over this one person in your life, you think you’ve forgotten him, and yet everything that surrounds you reminds you of him.
    Its very, very exquisitely written.


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