I miss you so much. I miss our laughs.
The high.
The warmth.
The resonance.
The inspiration.
The elation of silence.
The deep compatibility.
Playing. Dancing.
I even miss the shifts. Waking up to find you’ve been replaced by a whole new integrity. So confident and whole. No trace of the scared child I sang to sleep last night.
I even miss the confusion. I miss the colors of your words merging into mine. I miss writing for you. Reading you. Your little wake-up calls. I miss the smell of the world with you in it. The world after the rain. Pristine and vibrant.
I’ll learn to smell without you.
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