I Miss That Guy

missing what used to be

I miss that guy

who used to stay up late

talking on the phone

at 3 am

even if he was tired

just to talk to me

because to him

I was worth it

 

I miss the guy

who would be there

calming me down

when I would want to cry

because he didn’t like the thought

of a tear in my eye

 

I miss it

how he used to laugh

being a dork

doing anything

to put a smile on my face

because for some reason

it stirred something

deep within him.

 

But those days are gone

and I’m left in tears

wishing that all the good times

didn’t have to disappear.

Yet there’s nothing left to do

but pick myself off the floor

to let it go and move on.

There’s no looking back