I miss you

I re-read a message I sent to you,
After all of the shit when down.
I figured for my hundredth blog entry,
I would re-visit my feelings once again.

I still miss you.
More than I ever did,
And more so now that
I really have no method
to contact you.

And my friends tell me to stop
They say I am crazy
And I am
But I know that this will not feel right
Until I get to at least see you
once again.

You are amazing.
And it would be so easy to tell you
that you are awful with everything
you have put me through
and have done to me,
But I cannot say you are anything
less than perfect.

I wish you actually read this
And maybe you would contact me
But I will sit here,
Alone,
with our memories,
hoping you know how amazing you are
and that I think and miss you
daily.

Passive Aggression

Remember when I was so in love with you,
Like I thought you were so hot, and so cool,
And I was so jealous of anyone that talked to you?

And that whenever I wanted to talk to you,
I would shy away and think, I shouldn't,
You don't wanna talk to me.

I remember that high school
Man-you-are-so-cool attitude.
But now it is a distant memory
Because now we are grown ups... well... I am.