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i miss you.
i miss walking with you for hours, getting lost in the faces behind closed front doors painted so politely pastel
hiding behind a hooded sweatshirt and beat up jeans, turning away from warm
glowing windows
soft curtain light
the sun going down in my eyes
and in your eyes
your pace off, but still
evenly in step with mine.
i miss reading books by a single bulb in the corner of a darkened room, i miss you on my lap and in my arms or curled into the bend in my legs while i was off somewhere fighting crime or solving mysteries or reconciling with my broken past or trying to trick god into letting me back into heaven
i miss your soft sighing breath, i miss your sweet little eyes and your smile. i miss brushing your teeth and i miss you waiting for me to finish brushing mine. i miss you.
i miss you.
i miss walking with you for hours, getting lost in the faces behind closed front doors painted so politely pastel
hiding behind a hooded sweatshirt and beat up jeans, turning away from warm
glowing windows
soft curtain light
the sun going down in my eyes
and in your eyes
your pace off, but still
evenly in step with mine.
i miss reading books by a single bulb in the corner of a darkened room, i miss you on my lap and in my arms or curled into the bend in my legs while i was off somewhere fighting crime or solving mysteries or reconciling with my broken past or trying to trick god into letting me back into heaven
i miss your soft sighing breath, i miss your sweet little eyes and your smile. i miss brushing your teeth and i miss you waiting for me to finish brushing mine. i miss you.
i miss you.