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I find myself at a loss with the ways in which i interact with the world when I miss you. That full body yearning to hold your hand, or hear that you mumble you love me. There is not a day that passes where I’m not thinking of you. Maybe, hopefully, one day we will be entangled again, living knee deep in our adoration for each other. Regardless, i’ve made peace with where we are at and I am ready for whatever the future holds. To many moons of missing you. I will always love you.
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