I miss him. Sad but true. His smile. His voice. His hair. The way he makes me laugh. I miss him calling me baby and saying I love you, You are so amazing. I miss the way he looks at me. There's not one thing that I DON'T miss about him. I hate it. Why'd I have to leave? Why? But one good thing has happend. He changed me. We kissed, Sparks flew. But then I left you. To come back home. But I'm not the same as I was before. Because now you are the one that I adore. Why? Why me? Why this? Why now? Why?