day 100

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One hundred days without you

It's been a living hell. I still ponder where you are. Where you're at. What you are doing.

But I'll remain here

For when you come back. For when you finally come back to me. I miss your warmth,but I'm getting used to it.

I'm living life now but without you it's not as colorful. Not as bright
Not as wonderful

Yet here I am.

Staring out into the city lights as the cold rain hits earth hoping to get a response.

The dark sky yelled and cried out.

The rain is unbearable without you giving me comfort

Goodbye.

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