I think I was destined to miss you.
Not have you, no
Not be with you, no
never for long.
I am only always missing you.
Even when I don't want you.
especially
when I don't want you.
When I'm trying to forget you.
when I realize
you're the one I want to ask
you're the one I need to tell
you're the one my mind makes snide comments to
when I'm talking to someone else
and they're not getting it
like I know you would.

I thought we were soulmates, once.
I'd hate for that to be true.
It's a sad kind of life to live...
forever missing you.