I’m almost to the point of tears everytime his face comes to mind. He’s always there but never close. Right in front of me but so distant. We died. I’m not sure when or how.. but it happened..
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I’m almost to the point of tears everytime his face comes to mind. He’s always there but never close. Right in front of me but so distant. We died. I’m not sure when or how.. but it happened..