I’m less excited
For your visit

This makes me sad

I can’t imagine that you don’t see a shift
You always noticed that shit
And I hated you for it
You continually say “miss you”
But I will not return the phrase

I don’t miss you
Not the now you
However
I do miss the you before the now you
The you that saw me

And now you only see
What I choose to show you.