I miss you.
Or rather I miss the idea of you.
I drew maps of everything we were supposed to be
I etched them in the stars
Now they look back at me,
and they feel so empty.
I miss you.
words that play on repeat
about a time when they sky was blue
But that wasn't you
Did I ever really know you at all?
I miss you
I wrote love letters and poems
Etched them onto the palm of my hands,
for all to see
But when I reached out to hold your hand,
you left me.
Lost broken, staring into the abyss
Who are you?
I miss you.
I miss the person you used to be
I miss the kisses, the warm embraces and the touch,
The endless laughs we would share,
The deep talks about our feelings ,
And the planning of days yet to come
But that person isn't you,
Not anymore.
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