P.S. (What I Couldn’t Say)

I love you.
P.S. I miss your voice.
P.P.S. The smell of your skin.
P.P.P.S. Your arms that hold me tight.
P.P.P.P.S. The hum of your heart.
P.P.P.P.P.S. I miss your laugh.
P.P.P.P.P.P.S. I hate this.

The distance between us has drowned all of my words in silence.

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