I still miss you like hell.

I still miss those days when you were part of my life.

I still miss how you made me laugh and how you tried to because you liked the sound of it.

I still miss dreaming of a future for us.

I still miss you're insanely gorgeous face, even when you were doing something stupid.

I won't even refer how much I miss the way you looked at me, because if there's one thing I don't miss , is all the crying. That said, I don't intend to talk about how you treated me like I was your world either.

I still miss you wishing me a good night spokoinoi nochi.

I still miss the card on my door saying ya tebya lublu.

I still miss our forest.

But I won't go after you. 

No, not this time. Not anymore.