It's that time of year when I always miss Frank. It's been nearly four years now and I still don't feel like I've really moved on. I'm back in school, I'm working toward something but, I'm cold, guarded and lonely. He was as good as it gets. I wish I had known what I had
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I miss him too. And I miss the smile you always had when telling stories about him.
*HUGS*
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