2 am. 7/19/15
why do I find myself missing you,
at 2 am?
you're haunting my thoughts again.
I think you miss me too,
and for some reason
that makes me want to reach out -
so we can miss each other, together.
but I'm sure that could only end
I can't miss you, I can't go back.
there are so many questions
swimming in my head,
I don't understand this mess
or how it works -
how I'm supposed to forget you
but remember "what not to do"