Is all we have left. 6 damn days. & they've, so far, been filled with nothing but talk of him leaving. Everywhere we go, everyone we see, everyone we talk to.....IT has to come up. & this shooting pain goes into my stomach, I get quiet, & I can do nothing but get over it. Cause I cant change it. Its going to happen. No amount of my sadness, no
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