its 2am and im cursing your name

i miss everything about it. i miss everything about you. i miss the way everyone loved you. i miss the way you always made me smile. i miss the way i would never get sleep. i miss the way i was happy. i miss the way you were always there. i miss the way everyone thought it was something. i dont miss the way you played me. i dont miss the way you made me cry. i dont miss the way you lead me on. i dont miss the way you used me. i dont miss the way you forgot. i dont miss the way you blamed me. i dont miss the way you went back to her. but the fact is, i would let you play me again, make me cry, lead me on, use me, blame me. just to go back to the things i missed.