i miss the calls at 3am
when you don’t know what we are
the faceless snapchats that seem to last forever
the way you felt near when you were far
i miss the compliments and the kisses
over messages that we sent
the facetimes and the voice notes
god knows how much time we really spent
i miss the days that turned to nights
talking about the music we loved in the charts
the hours that we spent talking nonsense
filling the void in our lockdown lonely hearts
Hannah Comrie
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