A little something.

I miss you.

I can't describe how much I miss you sometimes, and i'm not sure the feeling is mutual.

Sometimes I just feel the need to be in your embrace, but I know I can't.

I know I wad the one who broke it off, and I know I'm the one at fault, but I can't let you go.

The fact that you're moved on hurts me more than anything, I just miss you and I miss our time together.

I miss how you laughed at my dumb jokes, how you hugged me when I pouted my lip to get it my way, I miss how much you cared about me, how much you loved and cherished me.

I miss everything about you and us, even the dumb arguments.

I know I will never be able to fix the mistakes I made, I know I can't fix the fact that I broke your heart.

If I could I would take it all back and I would still be in your arms by now.

I would take all our dumb arguments and our problems and fix them all.

I would fix everything, but it's too late and it's so hard to get into my big head.

I miss you so much, it hurts me everyday.

"I don't wanna see you moved on

I don't think I'm that strong

It hasn't been that long

Since I was the one in your arms"

I don't wanna see you with her - Maria Mena