Sometimes you cross my mind.
Every once in a blue moon.
I still can't decide whether or not I miss you, or if I miss the feeling of being wanted.
I remember everything we had.
From the first moment we even became friends.
I was so happy when I was yours and I was able to call you mine.
I was able to cuddle up close next to you and feel safe in your arms.
I knew I always over thought things, but I didn't think it'd cause my to only think of the flaws.
Sure I miss you.
I miss what we had.
Now, the only thing I miss is our friendship.
How I was able to talk to you about everything.
Now I'm afraid to even be myself, or even try to talk to you because I feel like I'm going to be judged.
You can be so judgmental at times.
I try to look past it.
I don't know why, but what you think of me still means a lot to me.
I've surely moved on.
I just miss the friendship I suppose..
