I miss you...
Not romantically though,
I just miss you...
'cause you always get me through.

I miss your face,
Especially your weirdness.
I miss when you take me to space,
Just you and I in the darkness.

You will call me a freak,
And I will call you the same.
'cause we both are sick,
And we both are lame.

We would talk, and talk,
Until we discontinue.
But then I will knock, and knock,
And we will continue.

Then came the day,
Where the conversation ended.
I felt dismay,
'Cause I thought our story was open-ended;