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June 1
Our song played on the radio today.
I hummed my part as I drove through your neighborhood on the way to Riley's soccer practice. Even with the music, the silence at your part was suffocating.
I wanted to hear you sing again.
Laugh.
Speak.
I missed you, as much as I didn't want to. I wanted to hate you, forget you and everything we ever meant to each other. After all, you did it just fine.
But I can't.
You were my other half, the part of me I didn't know I was missing until I met you. And the part I am struggling to live without now.
I didn't know it would be so difficult, but then again, I didn't know I would have to live without you at all.
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