its nights like these where i wished you were curled beside me,
twirling your hair and softly nodding off to sleep.
when you would gently intertwine your fingers with mine and say you loved me.
its nights like this where i wished we were staring out your bedroom window, watching the rain slowly patter off houses and onto the pavement.
i wish i could tell you how much i truly missed you, how much i long for your arms wrapped around me.
but you changed, and thats okay.
i just wish that change involved me.