I Miss the Things - Wendy Wang, The Sweet Hurt

I miss the things you used to say to me

I miss the way you used to look at me

And how you were mine

You’ve changed your mind

I miss the way you used to lean on me

I miss the way your voice could change with me

And how I was yours

How I was yours

You won’t remember

You’ll know how to stop

You let it go

You let me go

I miss the things

I miss the things

I miss the thing

I miss the way

But, most of all, just you