Do You Miss Me?

We don't talk anymore....

We argue, full of malice and spite

Intentionally injuring with insults

The meanest things we can think of.

Who yells loudest -

Who gets meanest -

That's who wins.

We don't talk anymore....

We ignore everything important.

We'll talk about weather and work

But not what we're worried about

And not about our hopes and dreams

Not about what scares us

Certainly not what happened between us

That made us quit sharing those things.

We don't talk anymore....

We fight and we fuck and we coexist...

We're both here,

I'm terribly lonely. Are you?

I miss you.