I dont miss him, i miss who i thought he was

Everytime i talk to you,
I either feel over the moon,
or as low as dirt,
no one has made me feel these ways,
and i cant decide whether that is good or bad?

And though it hurts more to move on,
I know it should be for the very best,
But it kills me to wonder what could have been,
and evan worse, what should have been!

We have lost but heaven has gained
One of the worlds best contained
The tears in our eyes can be wiped away
Though aches in our hearts will forever stay!