#18: I Miss You

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I Miss You

I told you to leave

and never come back.

I said I wouldn't care

if you were gone.

Bit the bed is cold

where you used to lay,

and my heart

is even colder.

The pain doesn't stop

it never goes away.

The cold I feel

always a consistent reminder

of what I've done.

The bed is cold

and my heart is empty

and my tears are my only company,

yet I'm still too afraid to admit

I miss you…

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