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missing the memories

oh how I miss running my fingers through your thick, black, curly hair.
I miss the warmth of the oversized black hoodie you gave me when it was pouring rain.
I miss the way you'd look at me as if I were the only girl you could see.
I miss the feeling of your hands playfully touching me as I giggled and pushed you away.
I miss the way you'd tease me with your seductive dark eyes across the room.
I miss when you would pull me close to you so that I wouldn't leave your presence, that was a feeling I loved the most.
I miss how you'd flirtatiously bite your lip and wink at me just to watch me squirm in my seat.
I miss looking up at you only to see you already staring at me.
I miss our late night conversations that always seemed to last for an eternity.
i miss you braiding my hair whenever you got bored in class
I miss the sweet sound of your voice when you asked me if I was okay.
I miss listening to you make fun of the boy that broke my spirit.
I miss the way you'd make silly faces at me until I was laughing so hard that I looked like a tomato.
I miss writing on your arm in sharpie, claiming you to be mine.
I miss the confidence that you had in your voice whenever we would speak.
I miss how you would put your hand on mine then place it on your sweaty bicep after your football practice just so you could prove how muscular you were.
I miss you telling me stories about your complicated life that you knew could relate to mine.
but,
I dont miss how you lied to me.  
I dont miss the awful way you took advantage of my trust for you.
I dont miss you humiliating me, thus ruining my already crappy reputation.  
I dont miss you throwing our friendship away as if it was nothing.  
I dont miss how you acted as if i didnt exist, like we were never even friends.
I dont miss losing the respect of my peers just because of the fucked up rumors that you started.
I dont miss the way you made people hate me because of something that happened between us.
I dont miss hearing you laugh at my pain and mock my sorrows.  
I dont miss you leading me on just for the fun of it then breaking my heart.
I certainly dont miss your indescribable cruel soul.
I dont miss you...
but
I sure as hell do miss the unforgettably great times we shared together.
I need to move past this.
It's time.
you're not worth my thoughts nor tears.
so long old friend.
I release you.
Written by whisperingshadow
Published | Edited 17th May 2018
Author's Note
this is deticated to a boy whom i had grown very close to this year in high school, but sadly am no longer in any form of contact with
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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