Yearning

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                                                                                Yearning         

                                                                            ?? July, 2014    

It has come to that point.

Where if I see a picture of him,

I could feel the cracks in my body

tear apart and break me into a

million pieces.

I miss him.

I miss him so much.

I can't imagine going through life without him being there.

It doesn't make sense.

It hurts so much.

I know I will stop hoping

at some point.

And that makes

me

sad.

Please come back.

Let me see you one last time.

Please. 

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