We are masters of the unsaid words, but slaves of those we let slip out. ~Winston Churchill

3.02.2010

I Don't

I Don't Miss You

I have to go back
People on every Corner
Cars, Trains, and Buses
Building Small and Tall
Colder Weather
Muggy Summers
By Myself
I Don't Miss You
I Don't Miss You

Commute
Early Mornings
Sitting, and Listening
Uptight People
Rude People
Not being able to Use Debit at Tim Hortons
Eating by Myself
I Don't Miss You
I Don't Miss You

I am with you for a reason
And soon that will be done
I may come to visit
But I Don't Miss You
I Don't Miss You at All




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