Little Sorrows.

I don’t miss your Little sorrows How they played Outside your head I don’t miss your Snoring From the other side Of our bed I don’t miss…

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I don’t miss your
Little sorrows
How they played
Outside your head
I don’t miss your
Snoring
From the other side
Of our bed
I don’t miss how
You chipped away
At my little joys
Or how you treated
The things I love
As if they were silly toys
But I miss the little things
Your head resting
On my chest
Listening to my heartbeat
While getting a…