You don't miss him. You miss the company. The fact that you talked about anything and everything. The complicity. Smiles with hidden promises. Sudden kisses. Everlasting hugs. You miss the emotions, the excitement, the butterflies, the shaking hands, the shy confessions, the eager kisses, the burning nights. You don't miss him. You miss being loved.
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Excerpt from a Book I will Never Write
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