Missing Someone.

I don’t miss the lying,

but I miss the dying,

of laughter.

I don’t know what it is that you were after,

but it wasn’t me.

I wonder and wonder,

but I still can’t see,

there’s no rhyme or reason,

it just wasn’t meant to be.

–S.

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