When the time comes to say goodbye
        to the laughs and the love and our half-cocked dreams,
        to the feel of your lips and the played out scenes,
when we're going through the motions and
        we're running out of steam,
please know that I will miss you.

When the sound of your heartbeat is no longer
        the perfect soundtrack to fall asleep to
and I reach for something stronger to dull my senses
        and I long for something to feel real again after all this time,
please know that I will miss you.

When I stop expecting you to touch me
       in a way that doesn't just feel like lust,
       in a way that strikes me with the feeling
of being loved and not just craved
please know I will miss you.

When being your rock becomes the only thing I'm good at,
        the only thing that I feel you need me around for,
and it's the only reason I'm still here at all...
I will miss you.

When my heart can stand to break yours,
when I take my love away,
I will always miss you.