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I Don’t Miss You

If you’d ask me whether I miss you,

I’d say I don’t.
But just sometimes, when I’m looking at the setting sun,
My eyes well up —
And my heart aches for your presence beside me.

But, no, I don’t miss you all the time.

I’m being honest.
Just sometimes when I’m ready to run away from everything
I think of your arms, that I’d want to call home.

But I really don’t miss you,

For life’s busy and life’s fast.
Just sometimes, when time is flying by —
            I close my eyes and hope to see you smile.
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