i miss being right there. i miss standing still right there. in that moment. i miss imagining holding onto you. but i can't anymore. is it paranoia. is it love. is it real.
i miss the good times. the generalizations. the happiness that isn't supposed to be real for me but it was. the carpe and the diem. the you and the me. the everything that i had with you. a weaving of us.
it's all unraveled now. or so it seems. is it me? is it you? nothing is complete. i don't know. i'm not sure. what---
is it time to say bye. why does it have to go. does it have to? why does it have to end. do you mean to? what is---
maybe what i miss is a person. maybe i miss you. yeah, that's it. it's all it is. i miss us.