I don't miss you.

I know that I miss you. You are so long ago. You are so much. You are no more.
I don't miss you. My eyes are drooping. My emotions are stretched and abused by my lack of sleep. You are not an option. You are not you. You were not you.
I only miss you loving me and even the way in which you did that was questionable. I don't miss you I am where I belong this is me and now and I am powerful.
I just want that love sometimes.

Or I just need to see my Soph. Soph makes things better and Soph is safe and Soph is so good.