Missing You.

Sometimes it's hard to let go people who were too important to us, it's impossible to forget what they said to us, what they did to us, what they felt about us. I lost a lot of friends, i mean, i lost people who i thought was my friend, but, at some point, in that group, i lost the person who teached me how to kiss, how to respect, he teached me how and what is love. He meant the world to me, he was my north, my gide star, he always was, but he just didn't care about me, becausehe forgot everything that i said him once. I don't...

I need an explanation, a word, a phone call, a text message or himself in front of me. I just need one of theses things. But nothing happens, just me still breathing, just he still sleeping without missing what i miss... I miss our lunches together, his smile, his jokes, his hands, his lips, his arms, his all body, his voice, his stupid acts, his anger, HIS LOVE FOR ME. That love who just vanished to nowhere, we lost that kind of love and we fall apart. We're not the same anymore. We were strong, not anymore. We were happy, we were everything, and now we're just another piece of the sky, another drop in the ocean.

He is he and me is me, not "us" anymore.

It's gone, it's over, that's done, it's past.

But...

Does he still love me?