I will miss<br />my chest exploding<br />you coming home late<br />not turning on the light<br />always waking me up<br /><br />I will miss<br />the sudden burst of safety<br />when you look at me<br />or hold my hand<br />or say something like<br />”let’s go home”<br /><br />I will miss<br />the years I lost<br />on something or someone.<br />The pieces didn’t fit, shaped wrong<br />the timing slightly off.<br /><br />I loved you like I always will.