Do you even miss me? I wonder still, br The nights we talked when the world was still, br The songs we shared when we first talked, br Laughing at jokes we'd never forget. br br We'd swap people's stories whispered late at night, br Talk about life 'til the morning light, br That first kiss in your car, under the stars, br An old man watching, from afar. br br Do you miss the way we held hands tight, br How I'd lean on your shoulder, just right? br The teasing banter, the playful fights, br The sweet little names you'd call me sometime. br br Was it all a lie? I can't help but see, br You don't miss us, or maybe not me. br But guess what? Here's the truth to hold: br I still miss you, not gonna lie, not bold.