Revenge Forlorn [aka I Miss Laughing During Sex]

I could hear you laugh a thousand times
and never grow tired of it. Which, by the way,
has happened. That video we made
on that night when we did those things
we would d never share with anybody,
there was a moment before the tv turned on
and you tried to twirl and
look sexy in a way that
just didn’t happen.

That instant, I must have played back a thousand times.
Not for the sexy parts. We’re so far apart
I can’t ever even imagine you in that way
again. But at about 29.59 seconds in,
your face breaks into a laugh
over mine, and I make a face
I can’t ever remember making
ever again.

And that’s it, for me.
That’s how I miss you.
I think back to that time
we were naked and stupid
and so full of each other
that we didn’t care.

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