sometimes i wish things were how
they were before you left,
i was happy,
we were happy.
i get that everyone feels differently,
and words dont mean a thing.
but i thought what we had
was pretty real.
i really loved you,
hell i still do.
theres times where i close my eyes
and pretend we never ended,
because thats easier than facing the
fact that your over us,
over me,
and i cant even hear your name without
losing my mind.
people think i only miss you because of the attention you gave me.
but thats where they're wrong,
you loving me was just a plus,
i love and i miss every single detail
about you.
and i know im holding on to the false hope that just maybe you might still
love me back.
but you're my drug of choice,
and im addicted.
