Story [I don't even know the correct "flair"] - I miss us

[lost_one]

( It's not exactly a poem...idk)

I miss your audios
I miss your kiss
I miss talking to you for hours
I miss your look, your smile
I even miss your wandering hands
I miss your hand looking for mine
I miss you describing the most monotonous of days
I miss seeing you having fun
I miss wacthing you do crosswords (you looked so beatiful focused)
I miss telling you...without fear of your indiference
I think the only thing I don't miss is my insecurity, the felling that I am forcing you to do or say things you don't want, by guilt, fear or pitty
If it were up to me, I would erase all these fellings, for I think they are too suffocating, for us both.

But I could never avoid my feelings, there have always been intense, that is why I avoided places, people.
And still I never missed, the way I do now.

(This sounds so dumb, I wrote it originally in portuguese, and I tried to translate it the best I could, for context me and this girl are/were in a situationship, she never wanted anything serious, and I couldn't help but to fall for her, she says she likes me, but lately she has been distant...i don't know if I should or if I will send this to her or just keep it to myself. We "need" to talk, and I've been avoiding her for days now.....I hate life)

 

[R. A.]

I for one would love to see it on Portuguese, despite not speaking the language.

I miss you describing the most monotonous of days
I miss seeing you having fun
I miss wacthing you do crosswords (you looked so beatiful focused)

Right in the feels.

 

[lost_one]

I for one would love to see it on Portuguese, despite not speaking the language.


Right in the feels.

ok,

Eu sinto falta dos teus áudios
Eu sinto falta dos teus beijos
Eu sinto falta de falar contigo por horas
Eu sinto falta do teu olhar, do teu sorriso
Até das tuas mãos bobas em sinto falta
Eu sinto falta da tua mão procurando a minha
Eu sinto falta de ti descrevendo o mais monótono dos dias
Eu sinto falta de ter ver se divertindo
Eu sinto falta das cruzadinhas (Tu ficava linda compenetrada)
Eu sinto falta de te falar...sem medo da tua indiferença
Eu acho que a única coisa da qual eu não sinto falta é da minha insegurança, de sentir que estou te forçando a fazer e dizer coisas que tu não quer, por culpa, medo ou pena.

Se dependesse de mim, eu apagaria todos esses sentimentos que eu tenho por ti, porque acho que eles são sufocantes demais, pra nós duas. O meus sentimentos sempre foram assim, intensos, e eu nunca consegui evitá-los, por isso sempre evitei lugares, pessoas.

Mas eu nunca senti a falta que eu sinto agora