I don't miss you
No, I don't miss you.
I miss sharing body lotion cos I always pour out too much from the bottle.
I don't miss you.
I miss the crick in my neck I used to get by lying on your chest too long.
I definitely don't miss you.
I miss running my fingers over the back of your neck while you drove me home.
Poetry by Purple Puddles
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Written on 2020-03-29 at 17:38
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