I miss you.
I wish you were still here with me,
beside me,
to laugh with me during my mistakes,
to cheer me on.
I guess it's all over now.
You've gotten over me, but here I still sit, thinking about you.
How I was happy,
and sad,
and how we got through it all.
But never this,
and never that.
How my heart still yearns to hear your voice one more times after two months.
Two months.
And yet my heart still aches,
and my heart stays broken.
It hurts.
If only you were here, to see my achievements,
told hold me when I'm hurt,
and to tell me everything's ok.
I miss you.
