I miss you
I miss you again
I hate it when I miss you
And I can't express it
I miss your mysterious eyes
Your fluffy cheeks
Your musky scent
Yet I miss your smile the most.
I miss how I would ask you how you've been feeling
And you'll respond positively
Telling how happy you are
With the things you've been doing
And with me.
I miss your laughter and your smile
Yet it's like a paper cut
It cut through my heart
Swift but bleeds extensively
The very moment that
We parted
So it still hurts today
Because it's just a memory now, or for now
and still cuts my heart
Like a paper cut.
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Sun and Moon
Non-FictionJust like the sun; she's glowing and shining. A bright red color that symbolizes passion and fierceness. Until she meets someone just like the moon; peaceful and subtle. He's understated and he's there. She's there.
