Do you ever think about me?
Because I think about you.
If I'm honest,
Too much for my own good.
I miss hating the situation I was in
Because I would just get lost in the good times with you.
Life is harder now and you were my escape.
Now I'm losing my mind, losing my heart. I'm losing love.
It was never the same after you.
Now everything is cold and brisk
You kept me warm.
An inferno of bliss