Fuck, I miss you.
Wait. That’s not poetic.
Let me try it again.
[wow, I sound pathetic]
I ache for you
like winter’s day
craves sun’s
sweet kiss
and heated play.
I long for you
like April rains
escape the clouds,
same burst,
same pain.
Ah, screw it.
I miss you.
It’s as simple as that
and no pretty words
can erase the fact.
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