I like how things are comfortable
I like how you think of me often
I like not worrying about what you'll think
I like being over you
I like loving you, and having you love me back
I don't miss knowing I'd never have a chance
I don't miss hiding things from you
I don't miss the incessant jealousy
I don't miss the awkwardness
But I miss the nights I'd go home needing to scream with joy
I miss the nights I'd lie in bed unable to sleep because of you
I miss how every song suited you
I miss how every moment with you seemed like a miracle
I miss the roller coaster rush
I miss the beautiful moments we had together
I miss how in love I was
The truth is, a few years ago, someone like you would've only existed in my fantasies.
But here you are, and you taught me how much I could feel.
If I'm a hundred percent honest, I miss being in love with you.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
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