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to that one boy

I'd be lying

if I said

I didn't miss it.

 

The phone calls,

the messages,

the sweet gestures

and oh-my those cuban sandwiches!

 

...but please don't misunderstand.

I miss the calls

but not your voice.

I miss the messages

but not your words.

I miss the gestures

but not the person behind them.

 

Please don't misunderstand.

 

I don't miss you.

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katie-f-fitch
Published
Nov 12, 2013
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sorry i ****** up and gave you mixed feelings.

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