Saturday, 26 September 2009
I miss you so much as if a part of me was taken away. And that part was breathing and thinking. And living. You took the living part of me and you have it. And I can never get it back. I don't want to take it back. I could grow it again but I don't want that either. I just want to be with you because you are taht living part of me.
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