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I miss…having a human alarm clock in the morning, but I don’t miss the nagging, especially at times (okay, many times) when I am late.



I miss…having someone to pick up the ice cream after a cranky day at work, but I don’t miss being told off not to work too hard.

I miss… having a single constant company to the movies every week, but I don’t miss having to walk somebody else through whatever’s happening in the film.

I miss…having someone to pick me up at any given day or time, anywhere on the planet, but I do not miss the curfew.

I miss…having someone to expressly appreciate a new outfit I bought, or compliment a new scent I’m wearing, but I don’t miss the constant whining while shopping.

I miss…having someone proud whenever we’re together but I don’t miss having someone tell me what I can or cannot wear, or where I can or cannot go.

I miss…having a consistent date to weddings, events etc., but I don’t miss having to ask for permission.

I miss… the long, neverending conversations, but I don’t miss the seemingly longer fights.

I miss…the warmth of human blanket when it’s cold, but I don’t miss the cold shoulder of jealousy.

I miss…the security of always having someone who’s yours, but I don’t miss the restrictions of being owned.



I miss…having to include someone in your plans, but I don’t miss being limited by someone.

I miss… being cared for, but I don’t miss not being in control of my own.

I miss the glow, the magic and all the fluttery words that went with having a relationship. I do not miss the ire, the sting and lines being drawn when one’s supposedly involved.

I guess what I’m saying is, I miss love, but I don’t miss the complications.

I guess what I’m saying is, I miss the happiness of it, but I don’t miss having to depend my happiness on someone else.