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Friday, October 8, 2010

On October 6 we said goodbye.
It's only October 8, now.
I miss you more every hour.
I can't go less than 5 minutes without thinking of you.
When I do think of you I first get happy, just because that's how I felt for over a year..
Then I remember, I realize.
I begin to feel as if my stomach is dropping.
It's as if there is a fifty pound weight in there, and that weight is burning me.
I have instances when I have an overwhelming urge to kiss you, to hug you, hell to just touch you.
I've never explained these instances to you, but they're the ones that would initiate those random kisses that you hated.
I'm trying to keep my chin up.
I'm trying to find a bright side.
But there isn't one.
I know this is best for you.. but I also know that there are two sides to a relationship.
And all of this is mine.
I wish we could have worked.
I wish none of this would have happened.
I wish I could have kissed you one last time.
I wish I could have hugged you, and whispered I love you.
I wish I could have felt your warmth against me one last night.
I wish I could have at least said good bye.
I wish I didn't have to say it.
I wish.

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