I don't miss you. I miss the feeling of you. I don't miss your kiss. I miss the feeling of being kissed by someone I loved. I don't miss your arms. I miss the feeling of being held by someone. I don't miss the way your hair smelled in the morning eating donuts and sneaking kisses. I miss caring enough about someone that I notice their hair smelled like peaches and they tasted like chocolate. I don't miss kissing behind coat racks in the middle of the mall while we went shopping. I don't miss the mid-day make out sessions in the bathroom. I don't miss seeing you after two weeks on our one-month anniversary and just running into each other's arms. I don't miss hanging out with other groups at the same place and running to meet each other whenever we passed. I don't miss you. I miss what you gave me. I'm so glad I'm not with you. I just wish I could find someone who makes me feel as amazing as you did in the beginning, hoping they don't make me feel like you did in the end.
