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Today it's been exactly ten months since I last slept with Eric. It's also been exactly ten months since I graduated college for the second time. Sometimes I feel like it was just yesterday. I still think about Eric too often. I miss him. I miss laying in bed with him and talking about everything and nothing for hours on end. I miss him texting me the moment he woke up each day. I miss going to the store together and holding hands the whole time. I miss having it take several attempts to watch a movie because we would fall asleep cuddled up together. I miss him and I hate myself for missing him.