I miss how we used to be.
So indulged in one another,
loving and free. Even through the struggles of life, you put my mind to ease.

I miss how, we were the best of friends. When you were intrigued by just my presence. I could tell you anything, you always had an ear to listen. Why have you become so distant?

I miss how we would stay up late, just to talk through the night. We would lose track of time, getting lost in each other’s eyes. The only conversing we have now, isn't conversation at all, but hurtful words when we...