I miss you.
I miss not having you in my life.
I miss not the faded memories
of the time
when we knew each other
and when we didn't think
anything of being together
because it was our lives
at the time.
I miss those days.
I miss those nights.
I miss the troubles of then
which are nothing
to the troubles of now.
I miss you.
I miss me.
2 comments:
I miss the fact that what has been lost might never be recovered...
*hugs* Cucipata
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