I don’t miss you.

I miss what could have been.

If you were different.

If pride hadn’t gotten in the way.

If you hadn’t always been absent.

For even when there,

You were always somewhere else.

There were things more important,

Then family, fondness, and connection.

Life’s flow and time are insignificant,

To those already gone.

K. Aldaya, 2/2/23

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