I miss you, and I hate you for it. Every time I see you my heart still flutters a little. I miss being with you and telling you I love you every single day. Every time I hug you my lips are always right next to your neck, it takes so much not to kiss you. I smell you on all of my stuff and thats why I don't sleep in my room anymore. I know you feel it too, because I see you when you reach for my hand, or laugh at me and tell me I'm cute like you use to. And when you hold me by the waist when you say goodnight to me. And I meant it every time I told you I loved you, and still mean it every time I think about it.

Everything changed so fast and I only wish I could go back to when we were still happy and nothing mattered but us, and the old phrase "we'll find a way, we always do"
But even then, I wouldn't ever go back to you. It hurts too bad and it wouldn't ever be the same.
But you'll always own part of me