I wish I haunted your thoughts
the way you haunt mine.
Is it my face you see at night
when you close your eyes to sleep?
Is it my kisses you miss
my arms around you tight
the taste of us on your lips?
I only wish I knew
so I could rest at night
Because I see you behind closed eyelids
brimming with tears
and my lips ache for you
and I lick them for a trace
left over from the last time we kissed.
But I have nothing.
Nothing.
I miss you so much.

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