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The process of losing someone does not happen all at once. It comes in bits and pieces, creeping up on you slowly but surely. It hurts me a lot every time you need me and I can't do anything about it. I wish I can give you a hug to make you feel better.
"There is an ocean of silence between us and I am drowning in it.. But I will always, always love you"
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