I miss her dearly

Everyday is harder. How am I supposed to let go, when every time I close my eyes, I see your face. When I am alone, I can still feel your pain.  When I am falling asleep, I can hear your voice calling me, and as I fade off, you are waiting for me there, telling me you miss me, holding my hand and asking why did I leave you, if I loved you.


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