Say something, I miss you. 

The way my hand floats to the phone,

scrolling through my contacts,

looking for your name.

I miss you.

I wish you would answer me.

But I never get a reply.

I feel horrible for what happened.

It's a bitter taste in my mouth from throwing up.

I wish you would talk to me.

Say something.


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