Of course I miss you.
What makes you think I don't?
Your luring chats, your **** texts
your pen, your poetry,
singing lullabies...
Of course I miss you. How can I not?
Your challenges, your debates
your authority, your fuckery
your slang, your bang, that pang
"I do, I do, I do."...
Of course, I do.
You left me an option?