Like starry nights
And small parties.
Like Sunday mornings,
And rain soaked afternoons.

You were gone too soon.

But now I know that it was
All due to your careless
Actions
And your Inconsequential
Moves

So I don't miss you like I used to
Like wanting you back in my arms
So I can hold you tender to my heart

Like wanting just another chance with you
So I could kiss you like never before
And regretting you were gone too soon

But I don't miss you like I used to
Because now, now I see your true colours
I once had the privilege of being
Oblivious to.