I miss him,
I started to push my fingers on the buttons a week ago,
To write of my conflictions,
Feeling I would only immortalize him in my words,
I closed this app,
And it became no more than a draft,
Then I saw him,
My mind betrayed me,
For all I had prepared to say slipped away,
Those few moments romanticized on repeat,
I want nothing more than to not miss him.
3/30/22












