What I miss is the words not spoken
What I miss is dreaming together
What I miss is how even after we quarrel I still want to love you
I remember the birthday that year
I remember that particular song
I remember that patch of sky
That right hand grasping mine
That chest full of warmth
Who remembers
Who forgets
I want to ask why I am no longer your happiness
But why do you bitterly laugh and say that I already know
Pride will often tug on a person
Leading them down a winding path
I pretend to understand because I am scared that the truth is too harsh
It’s more difficult to bear embarrassment than defeat
What I miss is the feeling of silence
What I miss is the absolute passion
What I miss is you emotionally begging me for forgiveness
As you hugged me until it hurt
I remember you were at the rear
I remember that I was trembling
I remember the feelings rushing out
The most beautiful fireworks
The longest hug
Who loved too freely
Who overdid it too much
Who wanted to walk into my heart
Who forgot that that was a promise
Who just kept walking
Who forgot to look at me
Who let love become too heavy
Who forgot to give you gentleness
I let go of that hand
I give up my seat
Pretending to be indifferent
Who can know how unwilling I am
I love you too much
So I don’t cry and don’t speak
