I don't miss the color of your eyes

I don't miss the color of your eyes;
but the way they looked at me as if I were all that mattered.
I don't miss the shape of your lips;
but the way they felt as they grazed the surface of my skin.
I don't miss the sound of your voice;
but the words that you whispered to me as I fell asleep on your shoulder.
I don't miss you;
but I miss how it felt to be loved.



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