THERE IS NO TITLE #14
I didn’t miss you
I missed the feeling of being wanted
I missed looking into warm brown eyes that were looking back at me
I missed knowing someone elses body ached for mine
I missed the feeeling of knowing the space between us tortured you too
i missed the hope that one day my heart could unite with another
i missed the feeling of falling, the feeling of letting go and becoming
mesmerized by every move you made and the way the moon shone on your
skin
I missed having the privilege of choosing when I wanted to be alone
I missed being able to say that i had a chance at romance
and now i realize
I never missed you
I missed the feeling
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