I Miss You
I miss you.
We haven't talked
since forever.
I let go, didn't I?
Maybe if I had held on,
a little longer,
with more patience,
more love,
we would have still been
each other's reason of happiness.
We would have been
what we aren't today.
I know you hate me.
For everything.
I hate myself too.
I can't move on or get over us.
Ever.
Because even today,
after so many years,
after so many seconds,
minutes and hours of thinking,
i still love you.
And always will.
Because I can forget what love is.
But I can't forget someone
who taught me what love is.