Missing

I tried hard to miss you 

When you left me for the last time. 

I wanted to move on 

But couldn’t quite figure out why. 

Or how. 

Why you kept invading 

My thoughts 

My dreams. 

When all I wanted to do  

Was to love again. 

I wanted my heart  

To open 

And not break. 

Strengthen.  Bond. 

Laugh. 

I’m starting to miss myself 

More than I miss you.