I miss
exactly you.
Not you now, cause
I know this isn't actually
exactly you. I think. Maybe
you were leading me on for
months at a time, maybe
I was seeing what I wanted, cause
hope makes me blind. Darling
the you now is not who
I miss talking to I
only call you this out
of force of habit darling
being near you hurts me darling
let me go.