Because I miss you,

I’ve cried myself to sleep,

Because they dissed me,

And cut your trust too deep.

 

Yet, mad as you’ve been at me,

For things I didn’t do,

You haven’t left—just grown distant

From words that were not true.

 

But truth remains, unshaken still,

Beyond the doubts, beyond the chill.

If you reach out, you’ll find me here,

With open heart, with love sincere.

 

The past may cast its longest shade,

Yet light remains where trust is made.

Let bridges mend where they were burned,

And may the warmth of us return.

 

Though you’re still here, a wall stands tall,

Your silence stings, I feel it all.

I yearn to break this cold divide,

To bring you back to my side.

 

Each day I seek the spark we knew,

A sign, a smile, a word from you.

You feel my heart, so firm, so true,

Yet torn, you sift what’s left to do.

 

I wonder if you miss me too,

If echoes reach and pull at you.

The space between is laced with pain,

Yet love remains—it still remains.

 

You are the spark that leads me on—

the steady glow, the guiding light.

Even through darkness, storm, and rain,

I’d choose you now, I’d choose you again.

 

So if you find it in your heart

To look beyond the world’s cruel art,

To see me still, the way you knew—

I’ll be right here

I never left you.