I don't miss the drama
of being on and off
Friends, then not.
Fighting
hugging
Together, apart.
I don't miss crying
And I don't miss having fought
with you, with myself.
I don't miss remembering you
Every night
thinking about you,
droning out the sound of a ticking clock.
I don't miss who I was.
I don't miss who you are.
I don't miss who you were.
I don't miss hating you.
But I miss loving you.
And I miss you loving me.
I don't miss us.
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She's Everything. (Short poetry series)
PoetryThese poems are written in chronological order of real events, from my perspective, that took place in my life before during and after my first relationship and my experience with it. Thanks for reading, i appreciate the support!
