artifacts
i miss my favorite old shirt
that i lost in the rush
of leaving behind
the ruins of us
i miss your blankets
and dumb conversations
i miss the long nights in my room
and sometimes although i remember the wreckage
and i know i’ll never forgive and forget it
sometimes with everything still left unsaid
sometimes i start to miss you
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that i lost in the rush
of leaving behind
the ruins of us
i miss your blankets
and dumb conversations
i miss the long nights in my room
and sometimes although i remember the wreckage
and i know i’ll never forgive and forget it
sometimes with everything still left unsaid
sometimes i start to miss you
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