I have heard it all before, that one day I will just not miss you like I do. Yet, these nights where I lay in bed at 2am with nothing coming out of my moutH but your name. It just comes out in a whisper. I whisper your name as if you will just hear it from miles away and crawl back into my arms. It's hard. It's hard to forget you when you're the one who made me believe in myself and made me see everything in my life differently. He made me realize I should now remember and cherish everything. But now you left and expect me to forget you. I really miss you.