I love this song. It's sad but I really like it. This popped into my head after my sister made coffee yesterday. I hope you like it. Read and review please. "I be Miss Author", I will try and do the Katy Perry song next. I just didn't have inspiration for the Katy Perry one. I'm sorry. For being so sweet, I'm giving you collectible Raven and Robin dolls with kissing action. Kissing action! How awesome am I?

Disclaimer: I do not own the song "I Never Told You." Colbie Caillat does. Please let me know what you think. Flames will be used to fire my anger at Starfire. Not that she's a bad person, she just keeps getting in the way of the Raven and Robin lovin' that keeps me writing. Anyway, enjoy the story.

I Never Told You

The smell of coffee filled my nose and lungs as the dark liquid dribbled into the glass pot below. I watched the viscous liquid pool into the glass pot and filled my tiny kitchenette with a familiar aroma. His aroma. It had been almost three months since he left. I missed waking up in the morning and looking into his deep blue eyes. The coffee maker beeped shaking me out of my thoughts. I opened the cupboard to my right and grabbed a mug off the shelf. I picked up the now full pot and carefully poured the scalding brew into the cup. I set the pot back down and brought the cup to my lips. I gently sipped at the beverage, so as not to burn my tongue or throat. I missed how he used to kiss me senseless before we crawled into bed. He'd wrap me in his arms and we'd drift off peacefully together.

I miss those blue eyes
How you kissed me at night
I miss the way we sleep
Like there's no sunrise
Like the taste of your smile
I miss the way we breathe

I walked into the living room and set the cup on the little black coffee table. I sat down on the couch and listened to the pitter patter of the rain hitting the roof. The lights flickered and I looked around the room to make sure the power wouldn't go out. I sighed and picked up my coffee again.

But I never told you
What I should have said
No I never told you
I just held it in
And now I miss everything
About you
I can't believe I still want you
After all the things we've
Been through
I miss everything about you
Without you

I leaned my head back against the cushion and closed my eyes. Whenever I close my eyes I see his big blue eyes staring back at me. A few seconds later I opened my eyes and found that they were wet with moisture. I wiped my eyes and tried to hold back the tears threatening to fall. I was an idiot for letting you go. Pictures of his face ran through my mind, and before I knew it, the tears were streaming down my cheeks. My nose began to run and I wiped it against my sleeve. I ran a shaky hand threw my dark violet locks trying to calm myself down.

I see your blue eyes
Every time I close mine
You make it hard to see
Where I belong to when I'm not
Around you
It's like I'm not with me

But I never told you
What I should have said
No I never told you
I just held it in
And now I miss everything
About you
I can't believe I still want
You
After all the things we've
Been through
I miss everything about you
Without you

After a few minutes the tears stopped and I was able to breathe again. I miss everything about you. I know this may sound crazy but after everything that we've been through, I still want you and I don't know why. Ever since he left I haven't gotten a decent night's sleep. I guess I just have bad luck when it comes to relationships and commitment. The day he left I was trying to tell him something that I hadn't said to anyone before. He was the first person I felt this way about.

But I never told you
What I should have said
No I never told you
I just held it in
And now I miss everything
About you
(still you're gone)
Can't believe that I still want
You
After all the things we've
Been through
I miss everything about you
Without you

I looked around the empty apartment and sighed. I got up and walked over to the mantle above the fireplace. I looked over the pictures on the mantle and smiled. I picked up a black picture frame and I could feel the tears begin to pool. In the frame was a picture of me and him at the park on the Fourth of July. He had his arm wrapped around my waist and I had my head resting against his shoulder. Cyborg had snapped this picture of us when we weren't looking. He gave it to me a few days later after he had his film developed. I rubbed the dust off his face with my thumb and gave a soft chuckle. The picture was taken a week before he left. I kissed his face and then set the pictured back down. I looked around the apartment and said the words I had been longing to say. "I love you, Robin."