I hear the rumbles.
Loud and clear.
They say, you miss me this I hear.

But you wanted to leave.
Wanted to leave.
Wanted to be free.
Sure, I should have stopped you.
But I refused too.

They say, you still love me.
My kisses and hugs.
They say, you miss me this I learned.

I guess we both are two fools.
Refusing to relent and apologize for our foolish ways.
Least, this what I think?

Love, I miss you, this I know.
And it hurt more each day being so alone.

I miss you.
You miss me.
Until, we come back together, we never be happy.