I understand.
You are so afraid
To show yourself as emotional
Because to you emotions mean weakness
So you Glory in denials
Who would know to hurt you
If they thought you didn't care?

I know.
You see his reflection
In every other guy
I know, so I've learnt
To appreciate the little signs
That show you care enough

So I look forward to the few times
You say you miss me
And miss them till you
Gather enough courage to say it again
Cos to me any progress is good progress
'til I can fill up the wound he left
Loving you; completing you