This Is Not A Poem, Nor Is It For You

You gave me something I can't forget.
Though it seems I'm out of your mind by the next day.
I wonder if you ever think of me.
Or if you ever miss me, and want to go back.

I want to go back.
To all the times we had.
I miss having you by my side, knowing no matter what, you could make me happy.
You became such a light in my darkness, but now you're gone.

You left me questioning if it was all a lie.
If it wasn't then how are you fine right now?
I miss your smile, you eyes, your laugh, and even your ego.
Since I met you not a day has gone by that I haven't thought of you.

You're in my head, and I can't get you out.
Why can't I let you go when we weren't even that great?
It's been so long and I feel like you're gone, but you're still here, and a bit too close.
I got to stop holding on, but something tells me not to.

Though I know it's only you and then me. No us.
No correlation, no future, just simply impossible.