A feeling to feel, once you've felt it yourself.

I miss the way it used to be,
Not long ago at all,
When you and I would talk for hours,
Ongoing, with no stall,

It seemed when you grew silent,
And met your eyes to mine,
I caught your insecurities,
Then cast them all aside,

For that is where I cared to be,
Forever, even now,
Regardless where you've left me to,
I'll never let you down,

Some people say so you believe,
And ponder where to go,
Soon after not remembering,
That feeling they'd bestowed,

The one you feel and can differ,
From that of all the rest,
Know now I'll be there for you,
And I'll be doing my best.