I MISS YOU

I pretend that I'm over you ignoring reality and imprisoning my feelings until I'm feeling nothing new.
  It's like these wounds have become scars and the pain never goes away. I used to say that you were the one for me and that's the subconscious trap that I got me in, now I know I have to set me free.
  It shouldn't hurt this bad if it was meant to be, mentally it was so much pressure. I wish you wouldn't be telling me that I was special and then turn around and treat me like I was something that you had to get rid of. Like a bad itch that is hard to reach, I really must get you pissed off.
  I swear I won't be calling you I'll leave you alone. A couple of weeks pass now I'm picking the phone, hanging on to the dial tone cause you never pick up and when you finally do, you say you're busy you'd call me right back. But you never do.
  So I'm back to square one again trying to get over you again. Hating myself now for putting myself out.
  I know I must let you go cause if I keep holding on then I might never know what life has got in store. Maybe something more?
  I MISS YOU and as simply as it can be said that's the whole truth.

-Omah❤
written by: Eva Alordiah