I am NOT missing you..
These empty roads where we used to walk hand in hand are missing you,
The coffee shop where we always got our first brew is missing you,
These four walls, which used to resonate with our laughter are missing you,
Those flirtatious post-it notes which went back and forth between us are missing you,
Waiter at our favorite eat-out who was always challenged with your complex order is missing you
My car, which travelled all the places with us, is missing you,
That old couple on the beach who used to see younger themselves in us are missing you,
That pretty pup who walked with us, hoping to live with us, is missing you,
The giant cardigan, which tucked-in us together is missing you..
My cheeks that are now drenched in tears are missing you..
No….don’t read me wrong,
I am NOT missing you.