I miss those awkward stares,
those smiles and those glares,
the way you talked to me
as if I was the only person in the world.
I miss your awful singing,
the happiness you kept on bringing,
the laughs and cries we shared
you were the only one that cared.
I miss the way I pretended to hate you,
lie and strongly despise you;
I didn't want anyone to know.
But now it seems so small
because you're the person I love most of all.
