i still miss you.

i miss your warmth and understanding
the way you held me and called me kid
i felt alive and calm, free and still
why you held me when i cried those tears
i'll never understand

but i still miss you and love you so
when you come back around we'll laugh and smile
share our dreams and forgotten failures
read each other's poetry
and sit in silence staring at each other

so go back home, before it's too late
i'll fall back in love and push you away
i'll try to forget you with the birds on my arm
and sing songs of love so wrong...