I will continue to write about you Of all the things I love about you The way you make me feel How I long for the comfort I find in the warmth of your hands And your scent that still lingers in my head I will pour these out Until my mind is emptied of the thoughts of you Until my heart crisps like autumn leaves And when the hopeful rays of sunshine Give birth to a new found love.
Missing someone doesn't always mean we want the person back in our lives. Some stories just need to end, no matter how much we want them to go on.