Boys and booze

In truth, I miss you more than life itself

But drinking won’t change it, and

Sleeping with this dude won’t change the facts.

I miss you more than any one else who has left my life

But I have learned there is no point in missing someone

Who doesn’t miss you back.

So what am I doing when I am left in shambles?

How do I fix the broken pieces?

How do I stop missing you?

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