Since you left, everything has changed so much.
I cannnot call you anymore like I used to, when I was tired of living on Thursday nights.
I cannot bury my face in your chest anymore.
Now I’m all by myself when my mother makes me cry, telling me that I will never be good enough.
I cannot remember all the details on your face anymore and that makes me sad.
I do not want to forget you, because you are not someone I can just get over.
But I am sad that I will.
I want you to come back.
I want you to hold my hands again, until our palms get sweaty.
I want you to kiss my neck like you used to, because it made feel like you had never been someone else’s lover before.
I want you to love me again.
And I am sorry for missing you this much but I’m begging you to come back.
I love you.