I refuse to give in and admit
That I miss all the little things we used to do
Like when we would sit on my porch
And I would roll blunts and politic witchu’
Until we could think of nothing more to say
So I’d float away on cloud nine
Thinking of you being mine
Always…
I refuse to admit
That I miss
All the little things we used to do
Like when we would park at the beach
And I’d climb into your seat while you held me
Until we lost track of time
Before it could run out
Back when there was no doubt that we’d be together
Forever…
I refuse to tell you
That I miss
And reminisce
Over the little things we used to do
Like when we’d go to bed
And I would secretly stare at you
Until your face became ingrained in my brain
So that I could recreate you in my dreams
Because I knew that someday I’d wake up and have to leave
And all that I’d be left with was the memory
I refuse to give in
And admit
That I miss
The way we used to make love
Passionate kisses for your Queen
Soft touches leaving me weak
Until I’d melt into your skin
The only way to sneak in
And uncover those hidden feelings
That your mouth
Could never express
I’ve repressed every feeling that I’ve ever had for you
Pretending that I don’t still love you as much as I do
Begging my heart to follow
In pursuit of my footsteps
I left
Because you gave me no other option
And I often
Paint pictures of how different it would be
If only you knew how to love me
More than you loved your ego
But you didn’t
So
I’ll keep lying
While every piece you left inside of me keeps dying
Until I finally find the peace
To say thank you
For teaching me
How to be the woman
He deserves for me to be