and i will continue telling myself
i will shove these words down
my throat until i can't breathe
i don't miss you
i don't miss you
i don't miss you
i miss the company
the fact that you talked about anything and everything
smiles with hidden promises
i miss the emotions
the excitement
and butterflies
and shaking hands
shy confessions
burning nights
wanting to be with you
so i don't miss you.
i miss being loved.
