Miss you
Miss the
Way we
Talked.
Miss the
Way we
Laughed
Miss the
Things we
Used to do
Miss how
Close we
Were.
Nothing
could pull
us apart.
Now you’re
gone and
you’re not
coming back.
I should
Be over
You but
I’m not.
This feeling
For you
Isn’t healthy
for me at
all. Not used
to not talking
to you
every night.
Not used
to not talking
to you at school.
Not used to you
hating me.
I Miss You
