You’ll never know how much I love you
how much I think about you each day.
I miss everything we used to do
but I still remember all the times you hurt me.
Sometimes I wonder why it ended in the first place
but my scars remind me why.
I know what happened I just don’t know why I left.
There were a lot of things said to me now I can’t help but let them go.
I used to crave your attention
I wanted your eyes locked on mine.
When we connected I felt something different.
Something so strong I can’t explain and I don’t have to because you know.
Maybe that’s why I’m writing.
Honestly, I feel as though that part of me is still missing.