Waste of space

I miss a bit of myself,
the person that is sweet and caring.
The one who showed remorse for her actions
    the one who actually said sorry for causing pain.
I miss a bit of myself,
the one who is random.
I haven't seen her in a while
and I think it's due to
a pain.

The pain I told myself I wouldn't feel again
but it's my fault it came about.
it's my fault I made him feel alone
    and it's my fault I don't give him space.
Loneliness,
I miss a beautiful soul
a lovely soul that is now turning black.
Because that is what she does to souls,
and I hate that.

I hope,
that she will not be with her for so long.
I hope,
that the souls stays beautiful
I will help her stay that way,
if only her father would let me.

I know I can help him too
help him from being the bad person
    he was becoming a year ago.
I just have to give him space,
but I can't do that when i'm crying.

            He can feel it.