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my apartment misses him. the cold air has no heat to embrace it. the silence has no laughter to comfort it.

my bed misses him. the left side, usually neglected, misses feeling needed. misses being occupied by 2.

i miss him. even through my tears, as i struggle to get through the obstacle course that is my life, apparently, he makes me laugh. he makes me forget, even for a little while. makes me want to keep trying.

yeah, i miss him.

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9:27 p.m.
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