I Only Think About You At Night

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I’ve gotten through days, months and years without you. But during the dead of night, I stir in my bed, wishing that you would call. I still picture what it was like to be next to you at night and running my fingers through your hair. I still miss the weight of you that was so comforting on the other side of the mattress.

I have no desire to scroll through your Instagram or look at your Facebook. I don’t…