Letters to a person I'll never send

I dont miss you

I've come to realize that this feeling isn't missing you.
It's missing who we were.
I don't miss the nights I cried so hard I had to lay on the floor.
I don't miss feeling uncertain all the time.
I don't miss the feeling of "am I good enough?"
I don't miss the hate.
I don't miss the jealousy.
I don't miss you sugarcoating things.
I don't miss the hurt.
I don't miss feeling less than her.
I miss your voice.
I miss your laugh.
I miss the way you scrunch your face when I stare at you.
I miss the banter.
I miss the comfort when you actually cared.
I miss being comfortable.
You were comfortable.
I miss talking to you while you were asleep.
I don't like who we are now.
I don't miss this.
I don't miss you.
I miss how we were.