I miss you

I miss you

Goddammit I miss you

I wish I could tell you

But no words seem to describe what I feel

And you’re probably expecting something outstanding like poetry or prose, but I can’t

Not for you

Not anymore

Because every time I think of you I get a writer’s block

All I can do is want you

And miss you

And hate you

But hate myself more

I wish I could tell you

That I miss you

And that you’d be there to listen

But that won’t happen

Not anymore

I miss you

I hate you

I love you