I miss your hugs
I miss your eyes
I miss your coffee
I miss your **** for a car
I miss your smile
I miss your dinners
I miss your song
I miss the way you held me at night
I miss your company
I miss your fun
I miss your tattoos
I miss your love
I miss your silliness
I miss your art
I miss you reading to me
But mostly, I miss your heart
But I don't miss the drinking
I don't miss the late nights
I don't miss the insecurity
I don't miss your high
I don't miss your low
And I don't miss your silence
I don't miss your selfish ways
I don't miss much of that
But I do miss you
And the good outnumber the bad
Which is why I'm so grateful
And still hurting, still sad
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 11:49 AM UTC
I miss your hugs
I miss your eyes
I miss your coffee
I miss your **** for a car
I miss your smile
I miss your dinners
I miss your song
I miss the way you held me at night
I miss your company
I miss your fun
I miss your tattoos
I miss your love
I miss your silliness
I miss your art
I miss you reading to me
But mostly, I miss your heart
But I don't miss the drinking
I don't miss the late nights
I don't miss the insecurity
I don't miss your high
I don't miss your low
And I don't miss your silence
I don't miss your selfish ways
I don't miss much of that
But I do miss you
And the good outnumber the bad
Which is why I'm so grateful
And still hurting, still sad
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