some words won't come out loud some words are better off untold but i can't help myself thinking again and again that I miss you I miss the one I was before, I miss the one you were before, and mostly, I miss the us, that we were once before. are you doing well? are you missing me? and am I the only one left wondering? but the thing is, I don't think I really miss you, I don't miss the one you are now. I miss a ghost of the past, someone you were, the one you were with me, but surely not the one you are now. because why would I? you are merely a stranger now, rarely speaking to each other. each time we laugh, it is just a painful reminder of what we were. each time we speak, there is a underlying silence, which is a painful reminder of our past friendship. i miss it. i miss it truly. but knowing that i miss it, doesn't undo what happened. knowing that i miss it, doesn't make up for the time lost. knowing all of that doesn't change anything of the present, the hard reality of having to live with my feelings. because those who are left behind have to stay with the burden for the rest of their lives.
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