What have I done to make you go away?
Is it so severe that this is the only option left?
Or have you forgotten how much you mean to me...
and all that I've done for you.
Do they mean nothing now?
I only wanted to see you happy. You say you're not. I ask why. You say you're fine.
I'm not happy.
Because...
I miss seeing you smile
I miss your scent
I miss hearing the sound of your voice
I miss driving around with you
I miss watching you walk
I miss how you use the mirror to check the way you look
I miss buying milk for you
I miss you.
Don't you?
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