I missed us
the time we cherish together
laughter and joy
but its not the same now
I miss me more than us
I need me more than us
for that, I must go
I travel through pain and tears
alone, I walk by the memories
I know we both hurt
But sorry, I will keep moving
its no longer November
or any other 18th day
what we have now is January
yeah, tongue tied ?
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