I miss you

I miss you.

I'm by the sea

watching the waves

the rebelling drops

that are no longer in their place...

it's a romantic place, the sea shore

it's also a place to be alone...

to wonder

about you

and me

our past

our no future

our pain


you are not answering my messages

it's your way of saying goodbye

your way of disconnecting 

you know I can't stay away from you

you are my drug

I am addicted

I was waiting the whole night for you to call me

you didn't

I guess you won't

I think it's for the best

but I don't know anything anymore...


I just know that I miss you

and you are not here.


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