Poetry

Missing Me

she said, “I miss you, girl”

I said, “I miss you, too”

then I realized I miss me, too

the wide-eyed girl’s sight has blurred

the exuberence has dimmed

who is the I that is looking for me?

where is the me that I used to be?

I need me to discover me

In the mirror, I am the void that I see

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