I miss the way we used to be
The way that you would rush home to hang out
The way you would include me in your plans
The way you looked at me
The way that you knew exactly what to say
I miss how you made me feel
How every time my phone rang it was you
How you made me smile
How we could talk for hours and not even feel like a minute
How you used to care so much
But that is all the past
You are not what you seemed
And I have to move on
Because living my life as a what if will only make me hate you more.
