It hurts. Just as bad as day 1. I miss you so much. I just don't know how to fix everything and not hurt anymore. I wish I could rip my own heart out and step on it and leave it in the dust. At least that way I had control of it. This I didn't.
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2.5 Years
Non-FictionSomeone has told me that you grieve someone for half the time you've known them or longer. I don't want to grieve that long however this is my progress as to how I'm feeling.
