I don’t remember what it feels like not to miss you
To reminisce about your smile and the way you roll your Rs when you say my name.
We got high together last Thursday morning
Once our lungs had filled their capacity
it’s almost as if our minds weren’t so clouded with judgement
I felt like we could be us again
Me in your jersey
Me in your space
You with our friends
You in my face
Kissing me like we did that first day
in all of the hooks and crannies I’ll never see again
that I don’t really want to
but I want to keep making memories with you.
There was something magical about that day
something in the air had me choked up on the thought of loving you out loud one more time
I’d hope you’d feel the same
You never knowing how not to miss me,
I’ll never know how not to miss you