Messed.

I guess not talking to you,
Is a norm for me.
But,
I am not used to not having you,
Like every single second in my life.
I really miss you.
I guess the reason you are still on my mind,
Is because,
You were the last to say you love me.
You were the last to kiss me.
You were the last to hold my hand.
You were the last to make sure I am okay.
I don't know whether I still love you,
Or not.