It's not that I miss you,
but I don't really know what to do.
I miss the way you'd look at me,
like I'm the only one you could see.
I miss the happiness you brought,
and how of you I thought.
I was wondering if you feel the same,
or was I just a game?
I loved you with all of my heart,
to me, you were a work of art.
Who am I lying to?
I do really miss you.
Maybe you'll remember my love for you one day,
and when you do that, I wish I could push you away.
You caused me too much pain,
you made me insane.
One day, I will move on.
one day, I'll forget all the memories I'm holding on.
-Sara Islam
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