It’s the type of miss I wish I could share.
Like back a few months when you’d say it and I felt my feelings get all giddy.
this one is the type of miss that bangs against my heart and scratches it to pieces. Why? Because it can’t be shared.
It stays hidden in my thoughts as tears fill my eyes and my nose gets all stuffy.
That’s the type of miss it is…
the one that hurts.