missing him really sucks doesn’t it?
I miss you. I miss everything about you. I have daydreams about you coming up to me, and telling me everything I want to hear, but I know i’ll never hear it again. I never talk to you, but each day, this pain in my chest of missing you, is killing me more and more each day. Why have you had such an impact on my life, I really don’t understand.
I remember how you used to be. You’ve changed so much. You don’t understand how much I want us to be together again, but I know, we’ll never be. Sometimes I feel like you’re all I need to live, but I guess i’ve been holding on. I know you don’t think of me that often, you probably never do, but I just hope one day, you do, and think to yourself, “Wow. Why in hell did I ever let her go?”
