by Kelsey Beck
And somehow I manage to miss you more each day.
Never thought we would ever say
May you find where you belong.
But I miss your "Good morning." texts at one in the afternoon,
The way you'd say "Be there soon,"
And still manage to be late.
I miss the way you'd spend the day in bed,
Pull me in,
But we'd talk instead.
I miss the way you'd look at me,
Eyes lit bright and hearts racing so right.
I can't stand the fact that you walked away,
Because to him I was just a chance to play.
And it drives me crazy knowing you're still okay.
It's like you don't miss me.
And still I miss you more each day.
Never thought we would every say
Last Updated: 4/12/12