I wish you knew how much I miss you.
I miss the sound of your voice and the echo of your words when I hear them in my head long after you have gone...
I wish I knew what you were doing or how you were feeling, I wish I knew if you still cared... I wish I wasn't so scared of losing you and yet I'm not sure whether I had you at all...
I wish we didn't have to play this game. I wish you weren't so desperate to win.
I wish you were here to hold me and brush your lips against my forehead.
I can still feel you beside me, I can still feel you breathing.
Do you miss me at all?
Saturday, January 17, 2009
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