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I miss you.

you're in my veins,
and I just want
you
out.
it's my fault,
you begged for me back,
I said no
every time.
but sometimes,
I still have to remind myself why
I can't text you
and tell you I still miss you.
I still see you in my dreams.
I can't listen to your favorite band or wear your t-shirts anymore.
at 1 in the morning sometimes I cry
and I'm blaming you.
 




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