I miss that guy
who used to stay up late
talking on the phone
at 3 am
even if he was tired
just to talk to me
because to him
I was worth it
I miss the guy
who would be there
calming me down
when I would want to cry
because he didn’t like the thought
of a tear in my eye
I miss it
how he used to laugh
being a dork
doing anything
to put a smile on my face
because for some reason
it stirred something
deep within him.
But those days are gone
and I’m left in tears
wishing that all the good times
didn’t have to disappear.
Yet there’s nothing left to do
but pick myself off the floor
to let it go and move on.
There’s no looking back
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It's time for me to let go and move on
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