I want to tell you I miss you
But the words feel strangely the same
As telling you I detest your existence
Because neither should follow your name.
After all this time my heart still aches
When I hear the sound of your voice
The smell of your perfume and the look in your eye
When I remember I just had no choice.
Try as I might I can never forget
The looks the love and the feeling
Of your skin on my skin and the touch of your lips
And the wounds that just aren't healing.
So I want you to know that I'd rather have you in my life than not at all. It's hard, it hurts and it kills me to know that you're giving your heart and everything you promised me to somebody else. I am not a bad person and you need to know that under the surface of the angry person you sometimes see, I am secretly happy for you, and grateful for giving me so many amazing memories. Just promise me you will never keep it to yourself if one day you feel that spark again.