knocknocknock
s t e p s t e p
c r e a k
hello?
i miss you.
i miss your hands in mine.
i miss the crinkle of your eyes when you smile.
i miss running through hotel halls.
i miss racing and beating you again and again.
i miss what i felt.
i miss the way things were.
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d r o p d r o p
b r e a t h e
that's what i would've said
had he opened his front door.
different sorta piece from a yearlong heartbreak. glad to say i don't feel this way anymore, but this piece still holds a lot of emotion for me!