i miss you.

i do. and i don't quite understand it myself because you are right here with me in this empty room that echoes back my misunderstood loneliness that i play out so beautifully on paper.

yes, i miss you. i miss you in the morning with my full cup of coffee that i stir to mix black with white to display the beautiful oddities of dark to light that i once believe that i lived in, encompassed me... wholly.

i miss you, when my thoughts scream out in the quiet darkness of a crowded room of one. i miss you.

and i dont understand why. because i am here. and i am you. you are me. and together we've always been from start to finish, an unending circle of time everlasting we have been together you and i.

I can't seem to find you in Outlook. :hmm:

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I miss you too babe. :)