The Fall Without You.
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Last published Sat, Sep 28, 2019
"He meant so much to me, Kali." I tell her, tears streaming down my face. We sit on my bed, facing each other. The light from my lamp lights my room, barely reaching Kali to where I could see her.
"I know he did." She reaches towards me and wipes away some of my tears. She gives me a sad smile.
"We all have that one person who means a lot to you." Kali moves to sit beside me, and leans her head on my shoulder.
"You're that one person to me, and seeing you like this hurts me so bad." She says. She looks up at me. Her blue eyes glossy with tears.
I stare at her, wondering how I earned someone so great.
"I love you." I tell her.
"I love you."
My chest aches, missing Milo so much. I want to hear him. I miss everything about him. It feels so unreal. I won't ever see his goofy smile when he laughs at me again. Or how he'd race me to our favorite spot in the woods. Or how he'd play my favorite song and buy me my favorite ice cream when I'm mad at him. How he'd grab my hand, and how my hand was so much smaller than his.
"I miss him, Kali." I say, choking on my words. She sighs.
"Yeah, me too Mara."
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