I don’t think a week can go by without a thought of her.
When I hear some is a Scorpio, I think of her.
When I get a tight hug, I think of her.
With tears in my eyes, I write this.
You would think it would get easier after all this time.
It hasn’t.
I wish I could feel her hug one more time.
Her little attacks were the highlight of my day.
I miss her.
I miss you.
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