Do I miss you? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm, let me think………(still thinkin’ here)………
Do I miss you? Why? Because you want me to miss you, so I’ll feel guilty, for leaving? Do I miss you, yeah, I had, and, those were the hardest nights of my life, when I’d had to lie awake at night, and sob silently, so nobody hears my cries.
not my sketch…
Do I miss you? I used to, but not anymore, because you’d become, a past part of who I was, and I’m no longer that person anymore, and so, I guess, I don’t miss you then? But then again, I’d still, miss you, from time to time, like when it rained, or, when I see a bee, buzzing all over the garden full of flowers.
Do I miss you? Even if I do, what good would that do? It’s not, as if, fate will, hand you back to me again, so, I’d stopped, missing you, out of necessity, I guess. Do I miss you? Nope, because you’re already gone, and, once you’re gone, I can’t ever get you back again, and, I’m still, the same old me, with a whole lot of real life experiences, underneath my belt here!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 