suffering

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dear phil,
the house was abnormally quiet today, I decided to go to your room. the memories came back and I just couldn't contain myself.  I threw your pillow against the wall. all I could ask myself was 'why?'. I cried as I held onto the photo album I made you on our anniversary. I'm suffering please come back.
sincerely,
a suffering lovesick boy.

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