Questions...?

“Do you miss me?” You inquire, Better stated, “I have missed you…”
The question that brings comfort when answered sincerely, “I do.”
But why do I miss you, let me count the ways. Had this, been a love poem I would reminisce
About the days When, we did this or you said that, we laughed and we cried
A mathematical relation bound by our order of operations
We rise exponentially to levels multiplied, uncommon denominators unable to divide
I, wanted you by my side in addition to my pride so, I subtracted 1 away from 2.
Two, being me and you, & what remained I still can’t explain, cause
The equation had complications, we both took for granted and
Damn it, feelings went sideways or at least got slanted
Then we raved and we ranted, and complained about our situation
We kept going and going with no particular destination, just along for the ride
But even that got bumpy so we stopped. Dropped like a bad habit you didn’t want to kick
From a love/hate struggle to this plutonic bubble, blown gently with soft lips and…
Yeah I miss, and I wish, WE could’ve maintained; But as Summer turns to Fall
All things must change, yet stay the same. So we squabble and pass blame
Like a game played at recess, Unless just this once we can make amends
Break away from broken lovers and remain close as friends…
So do I miss you? Not really, I miss US, the way things used to be
When the tears were from laughing making it hard for us to breathe,
Now we take breaths and hold’em in ‘til we’re red, from miscommunications & words that were said
But I’m saying, “Can’t we just get along?” this path we’ve paved, cobble stone covered, smooth to the touch
Roughly traveled by lovers, or friends and such. This much I know
Though plainly stated, losing you has lost me and basically I hate it!!!