I miss you less and less everyday
One day I'll miss the memories
Instead of your hand in mine
Today I miss what could've been
But tomorrow I will just miss
What already was
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Words: Seen and Unsaid
PoesíaSometimes the only way I can describe how i'm feeling is by writing it down, sometimes I just think of cool shit to write, sometimes I write about how I want to feel
What Was
I miss you less and less everyday
One day I'll miss the memories
Instead of your hand in mine
Today I miss what could've been
But tomorrow I will just miss
What already was
