M.E.L. I miss you...

I can't stand who you've become,
I can't stand how I am either,
I hate this fighting and the breaking of hearts,
We used to be so close,
And since this past November,
I've put up walls to keep you out,
Maybe not to keep you out,
But to hide the hurt I feel,
You don't understand me anymore,
And I don't think you ever will.