Still Thinking of You

I still think about you
and everything we once were.
I still miss you
and how we use to be.
I still cry over you,
over us.
I think you broke me.
It's been six months
and I wonder if you think about me,
or miss me.
I hate you for leaving me
especially when I needed you.
I hate myself for the way I cope,
always onto the next guy.
They aren't you though.
I'm afraid to love again.
I've been acting cold hearted,
like I have it all together.
I've been trying to get over you,
but I have yet to grieve you.
I can't let myself.
A part of me hopes
that you'll come back
for I have never loved someone
as much as I loved you.