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all the while she wondered

by Shayla R Cakes

the thoughts swirled inside her head with each passing moment of her life.
does he miss my freckles? my glasses that I can't find? my getting his sunny d in the cafeteria as a surprise so he wouldn't have to stand in line? Does he miss being a cuddle muffin? holding his snuggle bunny in his arms and moving her hair so it doesn't cover my eyes? does he miss looking into my eyes? does he miss my touch and my kiss, and all the little things i did that seemed to be so important to him?

because i do.

i miss your excitement from my freckles.
i miss holding eachother in front of everyone without a care of what they thought or said.
i miss being your snuggle bunny.
i miss falling asleep in your arms.
i miss holding you and kissing you and running my fingers through your thick, beautiful hair.
i miss your every kiss.
i miss the way you smelled of nag champa incense, clean deodorant, perfume and you.
i miss you

i wonder if you miss me at all too.

03/24/2003

Posted on 03/24/2003
Copyright © 2025 Shayla R Cakes

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