we grew apart and you stopped trying and so did i, all the times i said i was tired it wasn't a lack of sleep but rather a lack of hope that you took when you left. i want to say that i don’t miss you anymore but i think a part of me always will and i keep telling myself that it’s okay that i lost you and that i will meet a million different people in my life. it’s just deep down that i know i won’t ever meet anyone like you.