I miss you,
but I don’t want to tell you.
I’m not ready to put my cards on the table just yet.
I’m not ready for you to know how often I think about you.
Or write about you.
Or how you haunt my dreams
in the sweetest way imaginable.
I miss you,
but I don’t want to tell you.
I’m not ready to put my cards on the table just yet.
I’m not ready for you to know how often I think about you.
Or write about you.
Or how you haunt my dreams
in the sweetest way imaginable.