I don't like the way you talk,
acting like you know how I really feel and saying that you understand how my problems.
I don't like the way you speak,
saying you will never leave me, but after all this, how can i be sure?
I don't like the way you shout,
when you say it's my fault that this had happened, but really, what was i supposed to do?
I don't like the way you yell,
seemingly blaming me on everything that you have caused.
I don't like the way you pause,
when they ask, what's up with you two? You don't seem to talk to each other that much lately.
I don't like the way you stay silent,
why, is it now also confusing to you to how distant we have become?
I don't like the way you whisper,
don't you want the world to know all of this, too?
I do miss the way you talked,
when you spoke sweetly and shared your feelings all around.
I do miss the way you laughed,
openly and freely even though there were people around.
I do miss the way you sang,
the voice cracks were far from as bad as the silence now.
I do miss the way you shouted,
hi's and goodbye's in the school hallways, but never embarrassed.
I do miss the ways, that you and I, were once so different...
But with the same dreams.
