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You Put Me Through Hell and I Called It Love

January 13, 2017
By muellaut GOLD, Ionia, Michigan
muellaut GOLD, Ionia, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
It's okay to not be okay.


I miss you.
I miss everything about the way we used to be.
I miss the way you used to touch me, not just physically but mentally.
I miss that smile that would jump across your face when I said something.
I miss being able to tell you about my day.
I miss the way you used to look at me without looking away.
I miss all the times we spent together.
I miss how everything used to be.
I miss the way your scent would linger in my room.
I miss spending everyday with you.
I miss the late night phone calls, and everything you said.
I miss the “I love you’s.”
I miss the way you put your arm around me in your car.
I miss the way you used to put your hand on my thigh.
I miss all the late night texting.
I miss all the friends, that now neither of us are friends with.
I miss the way you used to look at me.
I miss being everything you said you ever wanted.
I miss stealing all your shirts.
I miss being by your side.
I miss your tanned skin, and the way your freckles would show in the sun.
I miss the way you used to kiss me.
I miss you telling me everything was going to be okay.
I just miss you.
I miss you.
From the girl you put through hell.



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