I used to...

I used to find happiness in the way you held my hand. 

I used to find myself blushing everytime I think of you. 

I used to feel the entire universe in a tornado inside my stomach everytime you smile at me. 

I used to have the power to affect you.

 Not in a big way like the way you affect me, but it was almost enough. 

I used to find myself thinking about you almost every second of everyday. 

I used to miss you.

 I used to drink coffee and think about you.

 I used to smoke to remember you.

 I used to drown in your memories.

 I used to love you.

 I used to think that I love you.

You used to remember me. 

You used to text me good morning and good night. 

You used to think that I always knew the right things to say. 

You might still think that now but it has no effect on you anymore. 

You used to be a star.

 But now you are the moon. 

Distant, cold and far away but still never fails to catch my breath with your beauty. 

You used to care.

You used to show that you care. 

You used to be there.

 But now that you’re gone, I don’t think I could ever get used to it.