I miss you. I miss your taste, your hair, your scent, your hair, those goofy jokes told in the most sincerest manner. I miss you were in love with me.
In love with me.
The good morning kisses and the goodbye hugs.
When did we start lying to ourselves and why do we cause each other so much pain? All I do is love you from afar when I'm near I shut you down, remain cold. I've never had anyone to love before apart from myself.
Another person in my space, that's new, unknown. I don't know what to do, I start a fire. You love me still you reject me more.
Maybe our times up. You said it would never be but maybe it is. I got it wrong. I'm broken.
I'm broken without you.
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