if you asked me if i missed you
i would say no
because missing you means
more than admitting you left
it means that the thought of you
leaves my throat dry
and my stomach hollow
this gaping pain in my chest never ceases
like the way you flit in my mind
and i cannot say that i miss you
because that would mean that
i let you into my soul
gave you a place in my life
that you so rudely ran from
it would be saying that you once made me
smile more than i thought i could
laugh more than i thought i could
hurt more than i thought i would
cry more than i knew i would
and i will not say that i miss you
because those words mean
that you took a piece of my heart
without asking
like the way you left me alone
the memory of us only remaining
as if there was nothing to miss
an empty promise of love
that you so carelessly broke
so i do not miss you
because that would mean that
i loved you
and still do