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Has there ever been a time when missing you didn't break me and cause me to sit in the quiet places and wonder why the planet kept turning?

Honestly, it's that serious.

I'm trying to find the words that mean,

"Duh, I miss you. Dumb boy."

 

I close my eyes sometimes and feel the heat of your hands on my face and

wonder if you're thinking about me as well, like

Don't forget about me.

Like,

not talking everyday seems wrong and pushing you away is a wrestling match between

Me and everything else that can work against you

 

Duh, I miss you. Dumb boy.

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kaybird99

I guess it's time I changed some more, huh?

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