I miss that

I miss that

I can’t call you

Like I used to

And talk.

I miss that you don’t even

Call

Anymore.

I hate that

All we have become is dull

There are no

Conversations

Just numb.

I miss that you no longer see me

As special or unique

I’m hurting because

I can’t show you the real me.

Because you have lost all interest in ‘we’,

I miss that I can no longer

Rely on you

For clues or hints or what to choose

Your decisions.

Comforts.

All of that is gone.

I hate that we may never really get along,

I miss our bond

How I couldn’t connect like that

With anyone.

I miss that you no longer call me on the phone,

And now my life is mostly silence, grey and monochrome.

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