April 18, 2017

I still do.

You were so subtle, 
In everything you do,
Making me wonder,
If you really had no clue.

Maybe it's true,
I blew off our chances first,
Burned down our bridges next,
Chased you down the river.

But it doesn't mean,
that I don't miss you,
Because I still do, 
Every, single, day.