Missing you isn’t what hurts. It’s knowing that I once had you that’s killing me. You’re the last thing that passes through my head the second I fall asleep and the first that passes through my head the second I wake up. Yeah I miss you but it’s my fault you’re gone. Watching you with someone else kills me, but all I am looking for is your happiness although I might not be the reason. Thinking about you brings a smile to my face, but realizing you’re not mine anymore brings tears to my eyes.