I’ll (Never) Miss you

This is a collab with one of my friend, Rahul. He is an amazing writer. Do check out more of his writing here.

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I’ll never miss the way you said my name
Or the way my curly hair, your fingers tried to tame.
I’ll never miss the warmth that I felt during those chilly nights on the beach.
Or the heights our useless ramblings tried to reach.

I’ll never miss your precise alarm like morning wishes
I’ll never miss your tearful goodbye kisses.
I’ll never miss our lazy pillow fights
Or our long deep talks into the night.

I may never miss the way your face lit up
Each time I passed by.
I may never miss the way my heart synced along
As you sang your favorite lullaby.

I may never miss you,
Because missing you would mean I miss our fights
And all the abuses we actually never meant.
Missing you would mean I miss the hurt you put me through.

I’ll try not to miss your crazy obsession with spiders.
Or your stupidity that never failed to make me smile.
I’ll try not to miss our dreams to travel the world
Or the day we danced in the rain on our first date.
I’ll try not to miss your scent that lingered on hours after you left.

I’ll try not to miss how you tended my broken heart.
I’ll try not to miss your failed surprise plans.
I’ll try not to miss the way you held me each time i cried.
I’ll try not to miss how each time you were sad, I died a little inside.

Alas! I’m tired of trying not to miss you.
Maybe these could be forgotten,
Each feeling I thought was true.
But how can I not miss the person I was before I met you.

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Maybe

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I cling onto your broken pieces
gently holding them close.
No,I’m not  here to fix them
I am myself broken.

As you walk along this journey
let me walk beside you.
Maybe you will find solace
in the shards of my broken heart.

As I let you trace your finger around each scar
the stories behind them will come to life
and that’s when you’ll see through me.
Battle scars woven intricately into my soul.

Torn between all the regrets and what-ifs
It’s here that maybe my messed up self
could bring a smile on your face.

I can’t promise that I’ll find those missing pieces
or even place the ones I have, correctly.
But I do know for sure
that I will fight against the world for you
because being broken is all I’ve known.