Today I feel you missing from me.
I have this extremely deep void that I don't know how I'll ever fill.
I wish I could talk to you,
I have always, but today it has become unbearably heavier and light at the same time.
I wish we could greet eachother just like we always did.
I don't want anything new, I just wish for the old things and the silly talks
I still have so much to tell you. I want to tell you so many things, but the thing is you wouldn't listen. Only if you would, I would probably go on forever.
The truth? I miss you. Yes, I do.
Even if you somehow blame it all on me, I really will take it all. I don't mind how you've changed, people change for good, but I'm just extremely hurt that I am nowhere in your "change". Not even my shadow.
"People change and forget to tell each other."
I will still wish.