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I won’t say that I miss him,
but I will admit that I miss that feeling.
The one that made me feel alive and full of joy all day long,
the one that kept me thinking of the one o loved each day.
I could feel butterflies rain on my finger tips,
their wings would paint my skin the color of their bodies.
They would tickle me with their small legs
and then flutter all the way into my heart.
I could enjoy the darkness knowing that I would be safe,
feel it seeping through my eyelids to reach my dreams
only to embrace me in its shadow
to protect me with its warmth.
I would welcome the breeze that through my window blows,
feel it caress my cheeks and arms.
It would bring me sweet smells
but even sweeter memories.
I will admit that I miss that feeling.
I will agree that I will happily accept it again,
but only if I won’t get hurt,
only if it is real.
I don’t want to be torn, blind or confused.
No more am I to be tricked or deceived.
The next time it will be real, lasting and perfect,
the next time it will be forever.
And then I will accept that feeling
with only my heart in mind.
I will welcome that feeling
and hopefully never regret it.