Here I am

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It's been 4 years since she left, she didn't even say goodbye. I remember that night as if it was yesterday. I tried calling her, but she didn't pick up. 9 calls. She didn't even answer one. After that, I sent her a text: "Molly's. Need to tell you sth." But she didn't show up. Next morning I found out why. She didn't show up at work. My worst nightmare had come true, she had left, and she was not coming back. That's what Hank said when I asked him. 

It's been 4 years, 5 months and 5 hours since I last saw her; the last time I had a glance at those beautiful green eyes. I used to look into them and feel naked. Those eyes could make me say anything, do anything. And from one moment to the other, they had disappeared from my life. 

In the beginning it was hard. Each day I entered the bullpen, I saw her smiling at me from her desk. It was so painful to realize it was just a daydream.

It's been almost 4 and a half years since she left and yet here I am, thinking about her.

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