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~41~

"23-12-2015"

It hurts. It hurts so unbelievably bad. I can't stop thinking about her. I've tried and tried and I can't. She occupies every last thought I have. She's in every corner of my mind. I see pieces of her everywhere. I can't even stand to be in my own house. My four bedroom walls are constant reminders of our 3 am talks. Talks that will never happen again. And I even fucking dream about her. But I'm not sure whether you can call them dreams because all they feel like are nightmares. Taunting me of what could have been but never will be. Every person I meet is so damn temporary. I guess she was too. Goddamn, I wish she would've stayed. I wish that whatever her & I had was forever. I still think of our forever as if it still exists. I still picture a future with her in it and it's pathetic