Why do I still miss you?
Why do I care if you are doing well? Why do I feel so sad thinking about what you might be doing this valentines day? Why do I imagine you seeing me now? Why do I care what you think of me and the new traits I've picked up in the past few years? Why are you the one I want to show how I've changed the most? Why are you the one I want to talk to about especially painful things?
Why are you the only one who ever treated me that way? Why are you the only one I trusted? Why are you the reason I have trust issues? Why do I miss your smile and sarcasm? Why do I even miss your mean side? Why do I miss your gentle side? Why will I never forget your expression during different heavy conversations? Why can I still picture your eyes when you stared into mine?
Why do I always forget how cold you could be? Why do I forget how badly you took advantage of me? Why do I still question, years later, if you truly cared about me or not? Why was I so certain that you loved me? Why did I love you? Why do I still think of you?
Why do I still miss you?