I miss him

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I still think of him every day. Sometimes wistfully, angrily, sexually...

Sometimes - but less frequently now - I don't remember immediately that there is no future.

My things from his place...waiting in a box in customs...

I MISS HIM.

I don't want to.

I want to miss him...and know I'll see him again later. Hold him again.

And that won't ever happen again.