i stare at the empty side of my bed,
and wonder about the things
i would tell you,
if you were lying next to me.
every night.
it's the same shit
over and over.
i go over every tiny little piece of my desire for you.
i admit that i miss you.
i feel lonely when i can't see you.
i have no use for my phone because it's never you.
i have an obsession with all of you.
i'm fascinated by you.
i'm infatuated with you.
i hunger for your taste, your smell, but mostly
the feel of your soul touching mine.
i also can't help but wonder if i ever cross your mind
considering you perpetually occupy mine.
there are times where i wish we could just start over.
start back as strangers.
reintroduce ourselves.
stay up late on the phone, laughing and talking.
relearn everything that we already know.
come up with new inside jokes.
create new memories.
but mainly,
give each other a second chance.
one last thing,
regardless....you are important.
i am lost without you, friend or lover.
you're like the missing sock from the dryer.
i dont know what i did to lose you,
but i want you back.
mainly, i miss my best friend.
you are the one who planted kisses like seeds
on my body so in time,
i could grow to love myself
as much as you loved me.
i've seen your lightest and darkest sides,
and i choose both everytime.
its you, it always has been.

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