a waste of life

I miss it when nobody knew except us. I miss it when we didn’t even know it ourselves. I miss October. I miss Christmas Eve. Hello I miss you. I miss it when you’re the first thing that pops up on the corner of my laptop screen. I miss it when I complain about your hair or your clothes.

I miss it when I can smell your coffee, and your scent. I miss it when you greet me good morning. I miss your funny face, and your smile, and the way you laugh about stupid things.

I miss it when i’m still on my way and i’m already talking to you. I miss it when I talk to you over breakfast.

I miss it when I love you and you think it’s okay. I miss the way you look at me like I matter to you. I miss you. Can we come back.

I miss it when I can tell you anything, I miss it when I don’t even need to tell you because you already know, you, sensate.

I miss it when you think i’m so beautiful you had to curse.

I miss it when I can take a bite off your food, or put half of mine in your plate and you can’t do anything about it.

I miss it when I know how you feel. I miss it when you trust me to know what you feel and how you feel.

And you’re right. We should go back to sharing stupid memes and stupid videos. The cool friends that we are.

But i’m still in love you.

And I wish I can unknow you

but what a waste of life it is, to not know someone like you.

I hope I get to meet you again someday and know you like I did that night. I hope I do. Even if it’s just to look at you and see you smile. Even if you don’t remember a single thing.

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