i miss the other side of me
that imperfect but contended side of me
i miss you,
i miss us.
i miss my confident and bitch side
where i don't have to pretend
i miss you,
i miss us.
i miss my home
where comfy tear-catching pillows and smooth loneliness-easing sheets lay
where i am welcome, warmly
imiss you,
i miss us.
i miss us getting late at night
i miss our 2am's
i miss our heart-to-heart talk
i miss you,
i miss us.
