The Words I Speak

You Left Me Alone

I miss your hand holding mine

And your warm hugs before you leave

I miss making you smile

And how my heart beats

I miss our conversations in the station

And talking about music, TV shows, and life

I miss saving you a seat to my left

And your little doodles during the lecture

I miss running up to you

And my desire to run my fingers in your messy hair

I miss our adventures around the University

And sneaking pictures of you and I

I miss your symphonic laughter

And my endeavours to get to know you better

I miss our tour to appreciate art

And the voice you spoke to me with

I miss our first meeting

And how you looked over at me

I miss being in our own world

And not caring what others thought of us

I miss your name in my notifications

And you turning to me when you need help

I miss when I realised your purity and fragilness

And the waterfalls on your cheeks

I miss embracing you being vulnerable

And how you slowly started opening up

I miss you so fucking much

And I'm willing to save what you broke