milly,
your mom called me today...
she wanted to make sure that i'm okay.
i told her that i am, that things are getting better...
and now i feel like shit for lying to your mom.
but i know she needed to hear that i'm doing good...
i wish i could see you just one more time.
hug you and tell you that i love you.
it just... it happened so fast.
and i miss you so goddamn much.
it still hurts like hell.
but i love you.
and i know that you're okay... wherever you are.
forever yours,
adam
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torn apart
Short Story"it hurts like hell to be torn apart and it hurts like hell to be thrown around"