just wait, don't
say anything, don't
say anything,
that has always been a skill of yours anyway
you always know how to
speak with your eyes.
i miss you so much it hurts, the starlit place
i gave you in my past is
aching, is confused, your memory threatens
to leak from my young thoughts
like minutes out of your watch.
I miss you so much it hurts and
the saddest thing is that I
don't think you miss me. Now
dear, don't lie to me, save
your whispered assurances of
love of
connections of
hope because if you don't if you
whisper into my cold
waiting
ears then i
will have to hear you, will
have to love you and
you have filled my heart to a happy brim
as it is.
i miss you so much it hurts i
love you so much it aches
and the saddest thing is that i
don't think you miss me.

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