Friends don't look at friends that way

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I hate when our pictures and videos pop up.

Though I know you've long deleted them off of your phone and socials.

I never had the heart to do that.

I look back on them sometimes, wondering where those two happy people went.

I miss your hand on my face as I laid in your lap, comfortable silence aside from the TikToks we were watching on my phone.

Happy moments suspended in time, that I relive often.

I miss you. I miss your touch.