You told me not to miss you,
So I tried it your way.
And I must say,
For your sake,
Don’t ever tell ME what I should feel.
I’d envy you,
Seek vengeance on my weak heart.
Honey,
I miss you. I miss you.
There, I said it. I even caught the butterflies
That died and swallowed them.
I’m happy now.
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