When you told me you were going away for a while I got scared because you didn't know how long you were going for and I didn't have that reassuring feeling that you'll return home.
I think the reason I am feeling what I am feeling is because the bus I take home after school passes by your house and I always knew you were inside but now it's different because although it still looks the same on the outside, I know nobody is in there because you're in a completely different timezone now. It's a different kind of feeling that I feel because although you're only going to be there temporarily, you don't know how long you're going away for and that's the scariest part of all this.
I feel like I just broke up with someone if that makes sense. We still talk on a daily basis but I feel like I've lost you for good. I'll never be able to smell that familiar aftershave you used or hear your laugh that's loud but not obnoxious. I'll still hear it on facetime but.. it's different.
There is no greater grief than to recall the memories we had together in a time like this. I am grieving a loss that isn't real.
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Unsent Letters.
Short StoryA handful of letters that will never quite get to its intended recipient. NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED.
