Twenty-three days since we last saw each other I vividly recall the bitter taste of your words that mirrored the dissatisfaction on your face A problem that isn't mine And I possess no solution to rectify your flawed choices to diminish your happiness Because I am the poison that I refuse to offer you in a tainted cup it's only love Now you've become a memory and I constantly yearn to escape its hold I strive to occupy myself with others with those who offer me a different kind of love And I hate sao much... That i miss you.... I miss you...