Maybe I don't really miss you:
The person 'you'.
I miss the memories I had with you.
The passion I felt for you:
What it really felt like, to love
Someone with all you have
The smile that used to come from within
Each time I saw you coming.
Probably, I am running away from what I exactly feel;
We now share a relation that is better nameless;
A relation of being forced strangers;
Where I cannot hate you,
Though you gave me a thousand reasons to.
Nor would I accept that I love you
Cause that doesn't really matter anyway..
But if I could, I just want to hug you for a final time,
My arms wrapped around you tight:
And when I'd leave,
I'll walk off straight, and not turn back to see you.
I won't smile and pretend I'm fine
Nor would I complain
For I have accepted my destiny, blindly;
Only if I want something from you,
If you could lend me a few seconds:
For a last time to be with you like old times:
For the sake of old times....