They say you can’t be fixed by the person who broke you,
But I don’t believe them.
Because having your arms around me made all of my problems go away,
And feeling your lips against mine made me forget I was ever sad.
When you left, my problems came back and I remembered my sadness.
It lingered around me and created a weight on my shoulders,
The way your name lingered on my lips and your memory made my heart heavy.
I think if you came back I’d be okay.
I think if you held me again, and kissed me softly,
I’d be able to pull myself together.
Please come back.
I don’t want to be sad anymore.
I miss how you wanted me.