I miss the old days.
The days when I was enough. When I was the only one you wanted but how fast that all changed.
Now you have her and I'm left picking up the pieces of the past.
So many things I wish I did differently.
Maybe the outcome would have changed Maybe I would still be in your arms instead of her.
I miss the smiles, the warmth in your voice, the calm of your touch.
I miss when we were good
and the time we spent
and I keep holding on to those memories instead of moving on
but moving on is hard... when everything I see reminds me of you