It's funny how much I missed you
And then years later when I was given another chance
I laughed at it
I couldn't seem to understand why I wanted this
So I neglected it
And not long after
We ceased

A month later
I've come to miss her again
And 'realize' what a fool I was
to let what I always wanted
to slip away between my fingers

Such an odd feeling.

I think I simply crave
what I know I can no longer have