Little Red Lines

Little Red Lines

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Just because he isn't physically here, it doesn't mean he's gone. He surrounds me. Everywhere I go, everything I see, hear, taste. He is there. His laugh, floating through the air, his eyes, lighting up my life. But it's almost haunting sometimes, feeling his presence, almost feeling his touch. I can't keep missing him. But he's gone. And soon, I will be too.
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She was beautiful, and I loved her. Loved? Nah, it's not like that. Just because she's gone, doesn't mean I stopped loving her. I still love her.

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