disintregration

I thought of you today,
when I saw the couple in the park holding hands,
and also when I watched the sunset,
and when I fell asleep and you weren't there.
You called me, just to make sure everything was alright
and I told you it was, but it's not.
I miss you and I never wanted more than to have you right here with me.
As that sad song plays, I never said I would stay 'til the end...
disintegration.
I love the beauty in sadness
when it comes in the form of past tense.
I can't picture a life void of you, and everything that only we knew.
It's too hard to think about moving on from here.
You tell me I should, maybe you even mean it,
but I see it in your eyes...
you miss me too.