It's not like I miss you
because I really don't
it's just that sometimes
when the night turns black
and I look up at my ceiling
and see nothing
it reminds me my
the other side of this bed is
cold.

It's not like I miss you
because I really don't
it's just that sometimes
when I see you
holding her hand
it reminds me of when you
held mine.

It's not like I miss you
because I really don't
it's just that sometimes
I reach up high in my closet
and pull out a box filled with pictures and letters
filled with our past
and I never remember to throw it away.

It's not like I miss you
because I really don't
it's just that sometimes
I listen to your old voicemails
and it reminds me
how no one has called me
in weeks.

It's not like I miss you
because I really don't.