Missing the Most

Your words flattered me more than once it was hard to say to you, goodbye I see little things that leads me back to you wanting to reach out but afraid you would glare; don't you understand the love we share or friendship that could turn more and more but things just wasn't the same never knew what happened again and again... Playing each scene through my mind what did I do to make you turn away I guess what I miss the most was our talks and wishing for more, but life has other things in store for people like us, just trying to decide, what life is worth living for.... I guess what I mean by missing the most is that little twinkle in your eye raising your glass with lots of glee holding to your children so tightly crying over spilled milk hoping for a brighter future once more.... Dear friend, its been long and its been real blessing our hearts and hoping to die when the sun comes up and rubbing our eyes. we see the other has vacated our lives so much for that, I do declare it still hurts to know you are still there.. Missing the Most