I Miss You, Bittersweet Video (MV)

I miss you like the first day of little league
Crossing streets, holding hands, baby watch ya feet
I miss you like gifts under Christmas trees
Keep the peace, dot ya I's, baby, cross ya T's
You wasn't good for me, it's bittersweet
I write in cursive when I wanna weep
Havent ate or slept in like a f*cking week
Busy thinking 'bout the times you and I was free
Waking up, day drunk
You and I was hella geeked, we was way up
Doctor gave us pills and told us face one
Lowest lows set us back straight to day one
Remember licking stores, remember selling O's
Almost sent to court and didn't come home
Pops tried to send us far without a phone
We said nah we gon' make it cause we not alone
I miss you like summer in the first grade
I miss you like pumpkin patches in the hay
I miss you like small talk on first dates
You gone and that shit hurt, but this the better way
I miss you like lemonade from Grandma home
I miss you like before I had a cellular phone
I miss you like hooping before mom was home
It's hard to admit, I gotta let you go