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"crewneck" poems
I miss you in your end of the couch, your side of the bed There's just air where you used to sit, But somehow I'm still struggling to breathe I miss you in the drowned spider in the shower You always took the bugs outside Because I couldn't bear to look at them I miss you in your old sweatshirt, The grey crewneck that smells like you I put it on sometimes, but I swear it's softer when you wear it and pull me into your arms I miss you in the silence in the morning I tried to play your old records today, But I spent an hour looking at the box, waiting for your selection I miss you most in the feeling you gave me We created a world that was overflowing with happiness And without you I'm just empty
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May 22, 2013
May 22, 2013 at 4:58 PM UTC
Let Me Count The Ways I Miss You