Ok, so I thought I was leaving, and going back to bed. Except I went to my counter, and I saw that he's still here. I wonder what he's thinking. I wonder what he's feeling....relief? regret? happiness? sorrow? some odd mix? I am too numb to feel anything. I feel hollow. For two years I have felt little but love and happiness. I can't imagine not waking up next to him again, not hearing his voice again, never holding his hand again, never looking into his eyes. The tears are starting again, I best get going. Goodnight.
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