i was alright until now you left me needy you left me longing for your skin you left me missing the taste of your weary fingers you left me like you left your songs playing in your mom's balcony those tunes that did nothing but talk about anger and *** god g o d i miss those songs i miss your breath even when it meant that i'd have to deal with your cigarettes i miss the muscles on your face when i ask you to smile for me i miss sinning with you
but even when i miss everything, darling, *i just don't miss you
inspired to write about an old friend though please don't misconstrue that i actually sinned in whatever way your playful mind takes you to ;-)