you picked up your shirt, your shoes. and at 3:04 am, you slipped out the door.
i wish it didn't hurt to watch you go. but it did. i even left your side of the bed open. i wish i didn't.
i also wish a tear didn't fall down my cheek. i wish i didn't miss you. but i did and i still do.
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