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If I didn’t miss you

I’d think it was all for nothing.

Had a few whiskeys and

they tasted like drowned sorrows.

Life goes on, ruthless in its linear speed and

so do you.

I’d rather not love you again

for my selfish heart is pumping for you

but I need it to live, you see.

I’m sniping at young memories of us and

I feel like a destroyer.

Here comes the first kiss. Bang.

Here comes your voice. Bang.

Here comes your laugh. Bang.

Here comes.

Bang.