I wanna write ‘I miss you’ on a rock and throw at your face so you know how much it hurts to miss you.
I only miss you when I’m breathing.
I suck at everything, even trying to forget you.
Without you here, the sun forgets to shine.
Some mornings still feel like the night before. I’m just waiting for the days I don’t miss you anymore.
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
—Edna St Vincent Millay
You left, and my heart is a ceaseless sermon of loneliness.
Sometimes, when one person…
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