Growth is a Process 🌻

Its Been A Min Part Two

It's been a min since I kissed you.
It's been a min since I said I miss you.
I want all of what we had back but I just don't know sometimes. I miss the late nights of conversations and sex. I miss the way you held me and looked into my eyes. I miss the way you said my name and called me pretty. I miss everything about us without the shitty parts. Like the times I couldn't get a hold of you or when you just seemed not to care for me. We was good then bad then good again and kept going. When will it just stay on the good parts is all I thought. We seemed so good and bad for each other at the same time. Idk here I am making another poem that somewhat rhymes. About you and how I miss you. It's been a min again part two. -Him 🥰🥴🙄