Missing the ryhme, missing your love.

As much as i think about you, as much as i miss kissing you, as much as i wish you were mine again, there's a thought in my head keeping me from trying to get you back. the memories. they kill me, just like the pain you put me through as i loved you & you left me. now, we can just keep the "ed" at the end of love. i might still love you but you wont be getting me back any time soon. buhbye! (: