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as I sat on the couch, holding the many burdens that have been tearing my mind apart, i looked at the picture of a field of sunflowers that sat in front of me, a centerpiece on your coffee table.

you had always loved sunflowers.

they helped you find happiness in the times when you needed it most.

it hurt to look at it.
it hurt to think about you.

my puffy red eyes traveled throughout the room, until they eventually gazed outside the glass screen door to our backyard, where we had many picnics together.

we both loved nature, we went on many hikes and adventures together.

the same spring flowers from when we had our meals outside swayed in the wind.

they were ugly without you here to show me their beauty.

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