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do you remember when you left my bed for the last time that dark december night? you were angry and i was cold i couldn't give you exactly what you wanted-- your desire, a warm invitation into a life i didn't know i'd want but now as i see you through tinted windows at red light intersections and i catch our friends saying your name in hushed tones i find myself face to face with you in my midnight thoughts wondering what i'm missing from our past life together slow kisses, warm embraces, soft smiles the way you held my hand as you drove your car the way you grabbed my neck and pulled me closer the way you wiped away these incessant tears all the things that kept me close to you but i can't forget the things that pushed me away echoing arguments, unrealistic expectations, alcohol-dependent nights the way your irreverent temper slashed my autonomy the way you despised sobriety but only around me the way that I was never enough do you miss me like i miss you, or do you hate me like i hate you?
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 12:23 AM UTC
the way we were
do you remember when you left my bed for the last time that dark december night? you were angry and i was cold i couldn't give you exactly what you wanted-- your desire, a warm invitation into a life i didn't know i'd want but now as i see you through tinted windows at red light intersections and i catch our friends saying your name in hushed tones i find myself face to face with you in my midnight thoughts wondering what i'm missing from our past life together slow kisses, warm embraces, soft smiles the way you held my hand as you drove your car the way you grabbed my neck and pulled me closer the way you wiped away these incessant tears all the things that kept me close to you but i can't forget the things that pushed me away echoing arguments, unrealistic expectations, alcohol-dependent nights the way your irreverent temper slashed my autonomy the way you despised sobriety but only around me the way that I was never enough do you miss me like i miss you, or do you hate me like i hate you?
melissa-banks
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 12:23 AM UTC
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