i not only miss him.
i miss the friendship.
i miss the calls.
i miss the texts.
i miss going over.
i miss him.
But, then again, i don’t miss him.
i don’t miss the disconnect.
i don’t miss the want for more.
i don’t miss the un-emotions.
But when it comes down to the nitty gritty,
i really, really miss my friend 😦
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finding happiness
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I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
Author of the savagely funny debut novel, Anti-Social Media
Walking the Oregon Coast on a Pilgrimmage for Prayer
