I Miss Her

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I miss her lips.
My heart would do flips.
I miss her giggle.
My heart size would triple.
I miss our lazy days.
Now my heart's sruck in a broken phase.
I miss sleeping next to her.
Now my heart hurts to remember.

I can't fall asleep.
Even if I count sheep.
I don't want to eat alone.
Because I'm not used to being on my own.
I can't find my favorite shirts.
I hope she wears them when she hurts.
I don't know where we went wrong.
But I do know that we belong.

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