monologues

4 moments

I miss the way my name fell from your lips, plunging into the deep.

I miss the way you danced and laughed to the music.

I miss the way you smiled, painted, shone, read, swam, slept, stared, came, ran, drew, sneered, went,

Were.

But I never miss you.

I miss firsts.

I miss wonders.

I miss the shape of your jaw.