i miss the way you tucked my hair behind my ears
i miss the way you laughed at the stupidest things
i miss the way you picked up little sovereigns from your trips to give me to remind me of all you places i couldnt be with you
but i dont miss the way you spoke to me when you were mad
and i dont miss the way i always had to fix you after you shot me down time and time again
i dont miss you
yet your all i think about
