i miss the sound of your voice echoing around the emptiness of your barren room
you reading your favourite poems in hushed tones as if whispering sweet nothings into my ear
i miss the mellow beat of your heart, the rise and fall of your chest, and your warm breath on my face
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 10:50 AM UTC
i miss the sound of your voice echoing around the emptiness of your barren room
you reading your favourite poems in hushed tones as if whispering sweet nothings into my ear
i miss the mellow beat of your heart, the rise and fall of your chest, and your warm breath on my face
but missing the memories, not the person
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