i miss holding hands
i miss having someone to call
i miss hugs
i miss little smiles that are only for me
i miss looking at someone and knowing that they care
i miss forehead kisses
i miss cuddling
i miss wasting time and never wanting to leave
i miss looking into each other eyes
i miss the butterflies i get when someone touches me
i miss waking up with someone
i miss knowing that someone thinks of me
i miss feeling worthy
i miss feeling loved
and yet, i'll never go looking for all of that again... the risk isn't worth it.
i'd rather be lonely and content than loved and left.