Everyone has things that they would change if they could.
Little things, big things, things that would drastically alter the day to day workings of life as we know it.
This is just a little thing, but I think it might be too late to change it, I don’t know.
What I do know is that we were good, you and me.
We were a good team, I thought.
We were too similar.
I wish that I hadn’t cared so much as to push you away and to test you.
Even though you failed and didn’t fight for me I don’t care.
I just want you back so that feeling I have of being replaced and of being nothing would go away.
You won’t see this, because despite being too much the same we are worlds apart.
But either way, I miss you just the same.