Some people miss just being able to say "Yeah, I've a boyfriend"
I don't miss that. I miss your lame ass jokes. The ones that are so bad they make you laugh. I miss his scarred knuckles that held mine so softly. His light blue eyes that would draw you to him. His smile, the one that could shine brighter than neon lights. I miss his touch. The one that would light my skin on fire. His hugs. The ones that made me feel small, yet, safe.
I don't miss the shitty things. I miss the things that I never thought I could about someone else.
- C.
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