I’d Be Lying If I Said I Never Missed You
I’d be lying if I said I never missed you. I’m not even sure what it is I really miss. But it’s… something to do with you. The shape that you once put in front of me, the presence that you had wrapped around me, the soliloquy of your voice that I can still hear in my mind sometimes if I try hard enough. But you’re never getting back in. All those excuses, all those lies, all those times you said you’d never hurt me again. Then to come back and say you were sorry for hurting me… and expect...