There was a time where you expressed how your world felt empty without me.
A time where nothing felt right, not quite complete without me.
Today you act as if you're life is sweet without me.
It's hard to tell what kind of message you're sending. Are you happy or blue without me?
I could be bugging but I'm not so sure whether or not you're fine without me.
Is it life that has you down or is the weight of missing me?Or is it both and realizing it's harder without me?
Is it bad to say that I miss you missing me?
