this isn't about love
it's not about me wanting to kiss you
it's not about the ache my arms endure not being able to put themselves around you
it's not about holding you or fucking you or kissing you
it's about missing
it's about a part of me that's missing
it's about me missing you
it's about you being an essential part of my being and i can't even have a conversation with you
i miss you, JL
like i've missed very things in my life
it's plain and simple
i just miss you
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