It's been one month since we have spoken. Every day is getting a little easier. Bit by bit I feel myself getting stronger by what has happened. I still miss you every single day. I still think "what if?" about you...like what if this is just a stupid hurdle we have to get through. I still have hope there is a "we" in this equation when in reality you stopped thinking of "we" a while ago. I love you. I hate you.
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