What I m missing

I sometimes ask, with a lil pinch of sadness, why am I not your happiness anymore?

The answer is obvious, I knew it. But I can only pretend I didn't know for I was too afraid to face the naked truth. Dignity, thats why.

What I'm missing were those days where we could talk about everything and anything;

What I'm missing were those days where we made plans and dreams together;

What I'm missing were those days when we fought, I still want to love you more;

and I remembered the b'day that year,
I remembered the song that was playing, the starry night,
my right hand was so tightly held by yours,
my heart could never be warmer,

who, has forgotten,

who, still remembers.