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  • I miss you right now.

    Not in that sorrowful, mournful way a person misses a lost love.
    But in a sick
    raw way.
    I've mourned the loss of our love.
    I've long since wailed
    and torn out my guts for you.
    That has passed.

    I miss the way you made me feel.

    That unmatched
    chemical cocktail
    whatever other mind-blowing
    f***ing glorious shit storm
    you used to make blow through my brain.
    But, I know that will pass too.

    It always does.
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