Thoughts Of A Teenage Introvert

35 | Missing What We Had

I miss you
your scent,
your intense stare,
your smile,
everything about you
and I think I'll never
stop missing you.

I miss us
our late night phone calls,
our exchange of silly texts,
our awkward silence together
everything about us
and I don't think I'll ever
stop whishing
for a second chance
of what we had