I wish I was a mind reader.

I want to crawl into the corners of your mind where no one else has ever dared to go

and I want to dwell there.

I want to open up new worlds of your brain

that you never thought you could live in.

I want to know what you’re thinking at this very second.

I guess I just want to know if you’ve been missing me.

Hey,

do you ever stop and feel that ache in your chest,

way down deep like,

and think

****,

I am seriously missing something there, and

I better see a doctor to

fill this ******* cavity in my chest

because that’s what I think.

Or do you ever see something that

makes you think about the time we never spent apart?

Those times we were surrounded by people who had no idea

we were sharing secret glances

because we were both a little tipsy

and we were both surprised we kept our hands off each other for

so long.

Well if not,

I think you should know,

that you have never left my ******* mind.

Not even for a second.

I have lied to myself

day after day.

I don’t need you, I don’t want you,

but that’s only because I don’t have you.