I miss her
So I put on her favourite Netflix shows
Knowing she still uses that account
In hopes that she sees me watching
I miss her so I post songs that remind me of her
Knowing that she will see it and listen to it
On her own time
Like everything else was
We were always running on her time
It was never a question of when I was ready
If I was ever ready for the next steps
I waited
I still am
I'm still waiting for her because
despite everything we put each other through
I miss her...
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Domenique Snyders
Hello Vocal readers! My name is Domenique and I'm a freelance writer in South Africa. Soon-to-be published author, ready to tell you a story!
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