i think so too

i think you can do much better than me,
after all the lies that i made you believe.
guilt kicks in,
and i start to see it.
i told myself that i won't miss you.
but i remember,
what it feels like when i'm beside you.
this may sound sick,
but i really miss your hair in my face
and the way your innocence taste.
i think you should know that
you deserve much better than me.