I Miss...

I miss the estranged looks The way they messed with my head I miss the house I used to reside Everything happened for the first time And for all the good saints Who kept me in line I bid them goodbye For their efforts were in vain The hand I once held Now lies in another But the world still exists around me I miss Her I miss the anger she caused Bleeding knuckles from the fight I miss the love she once had Breaking my heart with her sight And for all the evil things That torment my mind I hold you close with no goodbye You're all too successful I miss the pain, I miss the anguish I miss the sorrow, I miss the tears I miss the screams, I think I know why I miss Kristina, thought she lied