I Miss Being in Love

I miss being in love I miss being somebody to somebody I miss staying up too late by accident Making out with my best friend I miss being in love I miss having a reason to stop working I miss telling jokes only we'd understand Fighting over the ceiling fan I miss the couple cats I know I won't see again I miss lamenting the bias of CNN I miss looking at my dresser and seeing her stuff And I miss being in love I miss having her house key in my pocket Miss having someone to watch Love Island with Miss the sounds of where she lived I miss the smell of her shampoo beneath my nose The way that she kind of sighed when I held her close Going to Kroger for red wine and nothing else And not waking up all by myself I miss debating which thumb's in front when holding hands I miss her mad that I'm washing her frying pans I miss that song that I never did know the name of And I miss being in love In general but mostly with her There was no way we could make it work It'd be nice if that made it not hurt But I miss the girl that now tells her friends that we're enemies I miss the time when I didn't miss anything I miss when we didn't know that we'd mess it all up And I miss being in love I miss being in love