"They tell me I'm stupid for liking you despite all.
They tell me I'm naive for being blinded with what's in front of me.
They tell me I'm numb for all the things you've done.
They tell me I'm crazy for choosing you over them.
They tell me I'm dumb for still wanting you.
But I tell them, I want you and the hell I care."
Composed or created this one like months ago.
Looking back to it, yes, I still miss you, but not like before!
And I'm happy because I can say that I miss you without me crying at all.
Things change. People leave. Feelings fade.:)