Miss

Conflict.
Eternal conflict.
Endlessly grappling with my own demons.
My own thoughts.
Internal schism.
There’s a good word!
I miss words.

I miss the feeling of conversation.
I miss feeling I was “on a level”.
You made it feel tangible.
You made yourself feel tangible.
“It.”
What is “it”, exactly?

I miss writing.
I miss words.
I miss you.
I miss the things I thought I had.
Convinced myself I had.
It was never much.
But it was my wee world.

I miss.

I hate the word “miss”.

Miss: verb (1) fail to hit, reach, or come into contact with (something aimed at). (2) fail to notice, hear, understand.

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