I miss myself.
stargazing, and running in the sun
painting, and sleeping in the rain

I miss myself,
happy and fulfilled
without a care in the world

I miss myself,
before you came into my life
and destroyed me

I miss myself
every day of my life

but, thanks to you
that's a person I can never be

I know you're the one who broke me
I mean, I'm not an idiot
no matter how often you make me think that I am

I miss myself,
and the joyful simplicity of my life
and how little it took to make me happy
until you stole it all away

are you proud of yourself?