I miss those morning text Greetings and kisses Sweet talk and all I miss late night phone call Talking over everything Laughing on our story I miss your voice over the phone Talking about how life was going on I miss your guitar playing random songs With your wholeheartedly voice I hope it’s just another phase of your “need to be alone” time I cried for days trying to figure it out what is happened to you I was too scared to ask I don’t want to bother you So I make a distance, Or is it You that already step back and make a distance to me? Go on with your life As I already trying to let it go I won’t beg you to come back Even if I want it too It’s completely your choice, your life But if you want to come back to me I am here But not forever waiting I wrote this because I really need to get this out of my head. Maybe after this,