nestolgia

missing him hurts, wanting him even more
got used to his presence and now there is no more
thinking about him makes life enigmatic
cause even though I love the memories they're not being repeated
all his laughs and sayings I can't let it out the door
missing him burns needing him even more
hoping he will come here but knowing he won't show
feels like we are drifting
feeling comfortable only in our skin
in our own heart
slowly shifting and changing our paths
and the worst part is its starting to feel normal
just moving on to something I don't want to know
i don't want to have
I only just want to say I have got you and that is that
but I know now that our puzzles have fallen apart
to be putten back together will be an impossible start