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I miss you

I miss the feeling of your beard against my fingers.


Your smile in the morning when you wake up.


Drinking coffee with you in a foreign town.


The feeling of your hand in mine.


The feeling of your skin.


The look in your eyes when you're tired.


The way you wipe your shoes off in the morning.


Or hang your towel in the living room.


Even when there are plenty of hooks in the bathroom.


So many hooks in the bathroom.


I miss your laugh. Our laughs together.


I miss your questions. The way your mind works. Your appreciation for life.


I miss everything about you.


Everything.



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