I miss you.
So much.
I miss the fun times we had.
When we laughed.
And sat in the park.
I miss being in the theater with you.
When we watched, and made out.
I miss hugging you.
Knowing you meant it.
I miss your arms wrapped around me...
When we ate, shopped, walked.
I miss the times when you wanted me.
I hate what happened to us.
Why?
Why can't it go back to the way it was?
I want to care about you.
Just like you cared about me.
I want you to want me again.
Like you used to.
I miss walking from Wal*Mart to the park and back to Wal*Mart with you.
Ha, good times.
I miss being in the backseat with you.
And you not wanting sexual pleasures.
Just my kisses.
I wish ... I wish... I wish...
If I had three wishes..
They'd all be wished for you.
For you to see what we had.
For you to see how much I still care about you.
For you to understand me.
Maybe then, things would be different.
But for now.
They are the same.
And always will be.
I still love you.
And I will never stop.
