We've been apart for almost a year now. I've moved on and found myself a loving boyfriend whom I'm going to get married to some day. I'm pretty sure you've moved on with your life too.
The only thing is, I miss you. I miss hanging out with you. The stupid shit we did together, the laughing matters and the serious ones. Getting drunk every second night and running around town, getting high behind a little kid school.
I hear songs on the radio that make me think of you, and I get sad. I want you back in my life, but that's not possible. Even if we were to stay friends I'd be happier than a pig in shit. But my boyfriend doesn't like you, because of our past.
I miss you because of our past.
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