Day Twenty Three

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14 October, 2013
Day 23 without you

I went through your stuff today; your closet, dressers, bags, everything. I needed to get my hands on something of yours. Being in your room just was not enough.

I found that shirt that I love, hidden in your closet; the one that you hate so much. I have to admit it is not the nicest shirt but whenever you would wear it I would lose my breath.

I wore it the entire day today. Actually to be quite honest, I am still wearing it. It smells just like you.

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