I Miss You

I miss the comfort; the ease; the love. I miss feeling like we were never strangers. I miss the silence that never mattered. I miss the hours that felt like seconds. I miss the honesty in my voice without hesitation. I miss the smiles that stretched out for miles. I miss not caring what anyone else …

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Self-Blame Game

It's vicious. It's a cycle that is hard to get out of. It traps you. It is unfair but feels so appropriate. You roll the dice, move forward, but then the next time it's your turn you lose momentum and slide backwards to where you started. It becomes a tango, sliding forward and backward, excited …