I don’t know if I miss you. I don’t know what I miss. Or what I had.

But some days, I sit here after work sipping on this drink and I miss every adventure, every laugh, every kiss, every drink, every song, the date nights, the moments… And then I blink. And just like that…

I don’t know if I miss you. I don’t know what I miss.

No XO.

Just,

Me.

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