Hey… I know.
Some nights, the quiet just feels like your name.
I miss you too—like a song stuck on repeat,
even when the record’s scratched.
Still here, though. Still listening.
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ROSHI (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Short but clear in how much one misses someone else. Nicely said
Thank you
Most welcome William
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