My Lips Are Sealed For Her,

I miss you. I miss your innocence and I miss your voice. I miss your insecurities and I miss your shyness. I miss your eyes looking into mine and I miss how it felt to have your body against mine. I miss it—you, us, everything. But I told myself this once and I’ve held onto it ever since: that was a long time ago and who you were then is completely different than who you are now. And I can’t miss you anymore because it’s pointless. You and I will never cross paths again and I won’t allow it. You’re gone.