I miss your voice.
I miss your smile.
I miss your jokes,
Even if sometimes,
They aren’t that funny.
I miss the way your “I love you”
Makes my heart miss a beat.
I even miss our arguments.
Even if they do make me cry.
Anything’s better then this sorrow inside.
Anything is better then this pain.
I miss the way,
You ask me not to cry.
When I cry over the phone to you,
You say “Baby. Don’t cry. Please”
I whimper,
And say sorry for no reason.
I miss our long conversations.
I miss your arms around my waist.
I miss your lips against my lips.
Funny how I’m missing you more then ever,
When it seems like you don’t even miss me at all.

 
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