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Missing You

I told you I would write a poem, and I keep my word. I just finished it. (It is 6:50 am) I hope you are all doing well today. I am...spazzing. This week I need to pack for camp, finish like...at least three more weeks of school, and act like a normal person. This week I happen to be babysitting for hours like everyday and someone keeps texting me. 😧 I do not text often, but I am a last word texter so if you text me, I have to text back. It is a very prison like cycle. {Why don't you just tell them to stop texting you, Cowgirl?} Well cuz. It is rude. Duh. Also what if I am being texted about something actually important??? Not that it ever turns out to be important. Nobody ever texts me anything important. Nothing like, Help I have been kidnapped! The most important message I get is like... I am very angry with these people for this reason. A surprising amount of people feel the need to trust me with this stuff. (Like three.) I guess I am just a very....comforting person? Who knows. Okay, well I have to leave to babysit in like five minutes ish so I will give you my poem now. I wrote it for my friend, he knows who he is. (If any of you comment, be gentle.)


Missing You
Down here living life as before
Except not really
Because now here
I am missing you.
Sometimes the ache is small like nothing's wrong
Other times it is an all
Consuming desire
To see your gay smiling face once more.
I must admit this painful truth:
Everyday I am missing you.
Missing your smile, your eyes, your laugh.
Missing the weight of you on back.
Missing how you and I always liked
To hide in trees those holiday nights.
I miss the days when I'd wake up to see
You each morning: first thing,
Wrapped like a child in your giant comforter
With your early morning bed head hair.
I miss you fiddling aimlessly with
My long dark plaited tresses.
And always those long and sweet
Affectionate embraces between you and me.
Now I am sure you know,
Tis' no charade
Why I've been missing you everyday.
I can always rest assured, 
That as much as I miss you
You are
Always going to miss me too.

I hope you enjoy my poem. Have a nice day, people. (Just so you know, my friend is not dead. Not sure if I maybe gave that impression.) Have a great day!

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