• I miss you and how things used to be, I’m not stuck in the past but the past is a part of me. I miss your eyes but now they’re a distant memory, so divine, how I miss your warmth and the thought of calling you mine. Am I a fool or living a fool’s destiny? Am I lying to myself bringing thoughts that never come to be? I still miss you but I’m starting to realize that it was never to be true. I silently curse my name, wishing that there was something, anything, that I could have done for this to change. I still miss those days. So many awkward smiles each one just to bring a smile to your face. We were lost in our dance but hours we did not waste. Again, those days are of the past but are yet to be. We could make better memories, I truly believe.