And I Miss You...........

And I miss him, the way we played, the way we talked, the way the world, did not seem to matter. I miss his eyes, the way they'd watch me, As I slept. the way he'd wait. I miss his lips, and the way, he wouldnt miss the chance, to kiss mine.... I miss him, the old him, not the him, the him towards the end. were he went, I do not know, but I miss him... us... me.... I miss being led, being tied down, how it didnt matter to him, that he broke my broke my heart, and left me he knew. so why, why did he do this, I dont know, Maybe I was to young, maybe I was dreaming, Maybe I am. I need to wake up. ( nothing crazy just a random poem. i am trying a new style. free versing.)