What I Miss

I often wonder if you still care,
because I miss the way you stroked my hair,
and how I could curl up in your arms
and my every doubt would be disarmed,
and with a single kiss
you sent me to a world of bliss,
I miss the way we used to be.
Can't you see how much you've hurt me?
I gave you my heart and made you my world
and in return, I got pain and my life became swirled
now all i want i what I see
i just want to be your baby.