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May 23, 2008 01:23

I miss our love.

I miss running to meet you in the mornings when we went to get coffee. It made every day so much easier.

I miss the moments we spent together sharing our secrets. I miss the closeness. I miss your touch and the way your hands felt on my skin. I miss our sense of adventure. I miss the honesty; I could tell you anything and you wouldn't even flinch.

I miss falling deeper in love every time we saw one another.

I miss a time when my world wasn't encompassed by a crippling black cloud of depression that made me push you away.
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