I miss you on the 30th / often when I lay upon the cold hard concrete / I miss you when I see baby fawns/and dead fathers/and brutal accidents /I miss you when I feel like it/ when looking at a girl with your eyes / someone with your name followed me on substack/ it was you, was it you?/ miss you when the clock hits 12 on Mondays/Miss you now and then/ often / a little
'i miss you when i feel like it', yep, that's the one
the title hit and then your words hit harder. such tender devastating feelings