Loss

I miss you being here, by my side, my friend, my soul mate. I miss seeing your face. Everything is so different now. I’m on my own. You’re not here to help, to answer my questions or agree with my opinion. We were a good team. We had a good life together. I’m struggling without you. I wish you were still with me. I need your support; I don’t like being alone. I don’t think I can cope on my own. I know you will; you always could. It was better that I went first. Be happy my darling.

 

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