As your memory fades
the visuals grey
I can still say
I miss you

Even when it hurts
I feel bitter
about the way
I felt betrayed
I can't help but think
positively
about how much
I still miss you

There's been plenty times
in my car at night
I look at the lines
on the freeway
no matter how fast they go
and seem to disappear
the white paint is clear
I miss you

I've been on the porch
the balcony
and into the stars
is you I see
a puff of smoke
in the air
I watch you disappear
I miss you

In the morning when
I roll over
again and again
I try to pretend
I don't miss you

but then it comes
like a quake
I hear your name
or a reminder
carried on a banner
behind a plane
I see you

and at that time
I bottle that feeling
and put it away
so I can carry on
have a peaceful day

but when I get alone at night
I stay up and write
and all this pain is leaking out
because I still have thoughts
that I think about

what if it were to come true
and my memories turn into the real life
you

what if this just passed
all the songs I wrote in the past
about what you left behind
but that's for another time

until then
I bleed the pen
and reminisce again
about what I have
up in this mind
to remind and remind
and remind
what I hate to even admit
it's what my fingers cannot grip
I want to save this moment
and make it beautiful
for another day
when I look back and see
how much it was true

I missed you