i miss loving you,
in the early morning,
hours of every day.
chilly bodies beneath,
warm bed sheets.
i miss loving you,
in the blistering cold,
weather of every day.
shivering hands held,
between striding teens.
i miss loving you,
in the florescent lights,
of the dark arcade.
last quarters saved for,
a final showdown.
i miss loving you,
in the days of my youth.
when everything was,
so fucking easy.
with one kiss,
i could diss,
every thought,
left in your head.
with one kiss,
we found bliss,
in forgotten stairwells,
and poorly lit corners.
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