I miss your goofy grin,
I miss your glasses,
I miss your dimples,
I miss your freckles face,
I miss the way you would lift me up when you hugged me,
I miss the way you looked at me,
I miss the way you used to make me blush,
I miss the smell of your sweatshirt,
I miss the feeling of your hand squeezing mine,
I miss how much we laughed,
I miss showing up to class after lunch together,
I miss the way you would sit,
I miss when you would poke my nose with your pencil,
I miss when you would raise your eyebrows at me when you knew I was lying,
I miss you holding me before class,
I miss you making me feel safe,
I miss you making me feel whole inside.
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Vᥱrsᥱs
ŞiirBeing a writer, my brain is filled with glorious ideas. I want to give my words life- and these are mine.
