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[if_she_werent]

I wont lie.
There are times something you've said from one of our late night conversations crosses my mind
and I smile to myself.
There are times something happens
and I only want to tell you.
There are times I'm crying
and I only want you to hold me.
There are times I sleep alone
and wish you were there to cuddle with.
Your taste is competely gone,
but I can still feel your mouth on mine.
Hard and fast and deep
like we'll believe it's happening if we can feel it in every part of our bodies.
I don't think of you when I kiss other people,
wishing it was you.
If you cross my mind at all,
I'm thankful that it's NOT you.
Sometimes I think you were my "soul mate"
and that's why no one else works out.
Then sometimes I think if that's the life god or whoever wanted for me,
well fuck that,
I refuse.
So yes, sometimes I miss you terribly.
But for the most part,
I don't care about you at all.
Don't worry,
I've replaced you with cigarettes.