Not a day goes by where I don’t think about you
the way we laughed Or the warmth of your smile
I sit and ponder where I went wrong
how if I could go back, I would
it’s a constant battle between knowing the truth and wanting what will never happen again
I wish you knew how bad I still miss you
because not a day goes by where I don’t think about the way you kissed me, or the way you held me while I slept
If I could open myself up to you I would
I miss you. My best friend.
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‘Lyss (
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