I miss the good moments we had together. I miss the good version of you. I miss the kissing, the smiling, the "soul mates" stuff. I miss finishing each other's sentences. I miss watching movies with you. I miss your best dish (the only one, too). I miss going to the shops with you. I miss your hands, your lips, your eyes. I miss you.
But I don't miss you being selfish. I don't miss your lies. I don't miss your dangerous past before "us". You are someone else's problem, hopefully.
Thanks for sharing part of your life with me. And thanks for ruining what I have now. Nothing. Go and get fixed. And never come back, the door is shut.