i miss you.
i miss the afternoon phone calls that lasted until midnight, especially the ones where we try to stay awake longer than the other and when one of us does fall asleep, you get to hear the soft, sleepy hum through the phone. i miss singing in your car, where both of us sing awfully to each other, and only happiness rests on my chest. i miss the way you said "i love you", because you said it in your eyes and in every hug and kiss.
but you said it too easily.
- i miss you, but i don't want you back.
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Nostalgic Drowning
PoetryDo you ever forget how to breathe? Like all of the air in your lungs has been snatched and taken away? And you're left struggling, gasping for air? And you think to yourself that if you could just get your head above the water, you could steal some...
