Always.

I told myself I won't miss you, but I remembered what it feels like beside you. I really miss your hair in my face, and the way your innocence tastes... And I think you should know this: You deserve much better than me. The bed I'm lying in is getting colder, wish I never would've said it's over. And I can't pretend that I won't think about you when I'm older, cause we never really had our closure. This can't be the end!