Rockabilly

God I miss you.
Intensely.
The way you smell,
the way you feel,
the way we fit each other.
The way we laughed,
the way we talked,
the man that you are,
the man I know that you can be.
I keep wondering
if I made a terrible mistake.
If I played out the ending
before it had even begun.
I keep wondering
what happened to us,
where we went wrong.
Was it something I said?
Was it something I did?
I don't even know if we
were ever meant to be
or if you were merely
a stop along my journey.
Why have you crossed my mind
so damn much lately?
Damn you, I fell for you.
And then you dropped me,
no phone call, no message,
no talking it through.
You just walked away.

God I miss you.
Intensely.